I remember a time, Where I didn't know right from wrong. Where I would wear an orange top with a bright green skirt, because I liked it. Where I didn't know how much people would be worth to me. A time when everything was simple. Pure. A time when I didn't know of crime, And I thought the entire world was the country I lived in. The only people in the world were my family and my other little friends and teachers. I had a cat, And I loved her dearly, I never knew that one day I wouldn't have her anymore. I had a grandfather, And I loved him dearly, I never knew that one day I wouldn't have him anymore, either. I would pick up dandelions, And place them carefully in my hair, behind my ear. Because they were pretty. I remember a time when everything was sweet, No tears, unless I fell off a swing and scraped my knee. There was no sorrow. No tomorrow. Only today. It was simple, it was sweet. I was innocent.