Free
Free of the rules
Free of the worry
Free to play and have fun.

We grow up
Slowly learning
about the world around us.

learning to talk
and learning to walk

We learn to have imagination
and to create with our minds

we learn how to have fun
and how to enjoy life

and so we live life
to the fullest,

thinking that this is all that life
will ever be.

That we were born,
So that we can have fun,
And play
With everybody

We didn’t care about race.

Because when we are young,
we are all innocent.

Living in a world of beauty
and excitement.

Looking at everything with new eyes
knowing we will always find something new
something that we have never seen before

Life; a bud in spring
that we are slowly watching open
so we can discover
the beauty inside.

Sights, smells,
a whole world
just waiting for us to discover them.

New things
old things,
anything
To overload our senses

The joyful trees in summer who dance with each other to the music of the wind,
The delicate butterfly in the garden who comes up to us, asking to play in the garden
The rattling truck outside our window racing towards a fire (that might be on the moon),
The lazy white clouds that form shapes in our mind, telling the story of a family of penguins,
The stories are endless…

So many new things,
that we have yet to learn about
or completely understand.

But we don’t mind
Because when everything is new,
we can’t hate anything.
We don’t know that word
Yet we don’t need to

Thinking to ourselves
that the world is huge
and that it is a wonder in itself.

That the world is a place
where everyone who we meet
could maybe be our friend
just for today

Where the only thing that limits us
is our imagination
and we can never get bored
because we can always think of something new.

Everyone wants their childhood back
Once it’s gone,

We all miss it
Because when we are children,

We are truly free.

Don't ever be the person
who gives up what they need
for what others want.

Don't ever be the person
who forgets who they are
to help others
find themselves

Don't ever be the person
who is used and thanked
then forgotten
until they need to be used
again.

Take care of yourself
first
before taking care of everyone else.

They want your help
but you can't help them
unless you help yourself first

Illustrate my life?
That is not going to be hard.
But it will be sad,
At least in the beginning .

I grew up the weak one,
the one who didn’t do sports.
I now understand why
but back then I didn’t know.

Looking back I realize,
Just how much
my disease controlled me,
And my lifestyle.

Nobody knew the truth,
Not even me,
Until recently.

I lived my life
in the eye exam room,
thinking that was normal.
Constantly wearing an eye patch
Or new glasses.

I grew to love the hospital.
We would get ice cream afterwards.
And that was the best!

It wasn’t until later that I realized
That not being able to see depth
And being two to three shades lighter than everybody,
Having pale eyes
when I should have dark hair...
That wasn’t normal,

I was weird.

I started asking the doctors
And my parents
About what was wrong.

I learned mostly sad things;
I was a mutant,
I was abnormal,
and the doctors wanted to run tests on me
to see what would happen.
(I said no)
People say their childhood was a fun time,
But for me, it was the hospital
The check ups,
the questions,

But now I don’t care,
Though I still live very carefully
with my eyes and my skin,
And so many things that could go wrong,
That is why I hate summer.

But my disease doesn’t define me,
although I do have a weaker body,
so I have lots of other problems,

Problems that are all
side effects to being albino.