Do you remember those days when we were young and naive where we would believe anything said by anybody.
Those days of innocence,
we didn't really know things
It seems the second you learn new lessons you start to view life in a different image.
As if we're so alike,
we're not different.
You lose trust once,
then it seems like you can never give it.
We've exchanged our imagination and vivid imagery with thoughts of hate and jealousy giving up on creativity because now we don't just believe what's said, we live in it. We took those words of advice for granted thinking we had our two feet planted thinking this world can't stop me, now we're damaged.
So do you remember those days?
Where our parents paid for our freedom while we played with our best friends.
While we enjoyed and basked in the life that was given, now those words of advice are returning,
All those lectures and times you were told things. You thought you had it figured it out like you know what life was when you've barely been living.
Now reflect on what happens every day ask yourself where's the fun and time to play, oh right that's every weekend Friday Saturday, sometimes Sunday.
Every other moment your a slave,
You just don't see the chains..