The good old days.

There were days when life was simple, simply because we're little. We would eat, play and sleep no we stress, stress and stress. There were days when we were free as birds, no we are imprisoned . Constantly being told what to wear, how to act and simply how to live life. Now, those days are now gone... No they are not cause they lie inside of us, we just have to knock the door so that they could be the present. But for them to answer the door. We must simply be our original selves.