Playing in the the summertime air Placed our minds at ease While our imaginations made a scene Swinging in the breezy Smiling and laughing so gleefully Oh the silly games we use to play Hide and seek until we couldn't see Scrapped knees and bee stings Made me sing mom please help me
Sitting outside in the summertime air Makes me my mind uneasy While my imagination screams please Let me see my computer screen Anxious to see my apps dance so playfully I hold back my tears so painfully I can't see why my parents hate me They don't buy me anything No matter how much I scream help me
The other day I was at the doctors and I saw this child who couldn't be five years old crying because his iPad couldn't connect to the internet. Made me think about how great my childhood was compared to what most kids have nowadays.