Wave my wond

To be young

carefree...what a word can it still be that way?

with unclear directions, un made desisions I wonder ..

can i still be wide eyed and carefree?

will my actions led to nothing..

will the led me to something higher/better will these steps make me better?

My brain is filled ..to much with worry

god to be young and free...where have all the sand castles gone?

away, paved away

I cant even feel the sand between my toes anymore.

how sad that is..

flowers arent they pretty...not anymore now that ive become allergic to pollin.

I cant even remember the smell of fresh flowers without bath and bodyworks sweet rose lotion.

how sad that is..

to be young... and eagar to get older

now getting older is scary im not ready...im not ready

wrinkle creams..god to many which is better?

cancer,death, sugar coated words nolonger exsist..how painfull.

how sad that is...

to seeing people as equals nothing to worry about we all just want to play...and roll around look above at the clouds.

now...we all fight and wonder if we turn our back will you pull out a knife?

how sad that is..

bigger you get the bigger your worries

god make me shrink im not ready

here ..take this wond I got it when I was five it worked then...try it again \"Abbra Kadabbra make me small\"

eek did it work...nope still have these unsigned papers

an alarm going off at 6 and books that drag me down.

im not ready....

how sad that is...

i miss the sand between my toes, the untainted vision and smelling flowers ...i miss that sent

sweet rose smells soooo........old