The innocent ones turn into sluts.
Homework goes in the trash.
Mobile phones are being used in class.
Detention becomes suspension.
Soda becomes vodka.
Bikes become cars.
Kisses turn into sex.
Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties?
Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero?
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Race issues were about who ran the fastest.
War was only a card game.
And the only drug you knew was cough medicine.
When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut.
The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
And we couldn’t wait to grow up.
~Unknown
why do i feel a pang of ache in my heart when i read this? sad, but how true.
ReplyDeleteTell me about it! Feel damn old and sad. Tsk tsk.
ReplyDeleteyea sad when you know its happening around you. But we can always make the best out of our adulthood! =)
ReplyDeleteawwwwwww, sookee... my exact sentiment.....
ReplyDeleteawwwwwww, sookee... my exact sentiment.....
ReplyDeleteyea sad when you know its happening around you. But we can always make the best out of our adulthood! =)
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