Younger Days

"Lollipops turn into cigarettes, the innocent ones turn into sluts, soft drink becomes alcohol, kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging in the play ground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst thing you could get from boys was cooties? Dad's shoulders were the highest and Mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, and the only drug you knew was cough medicine, and goodbye only meant until tomorrow...Yeah and we all couldn't wait to grow up."  If I could go back in time to the days when we had no worries or cares I would. I miss the carefree days when I thought pain was a scraped knee and it couldn't get worse than that. Now I know a scraped knee isn't the worst thing out there, and I wish it was.

With Love, Brittany Anne