A young child thinks so differently then someone my age. They don't care about their appearance, they just want to get dirty. They are honest, they don't care if they say something stupid, they just go with it. Most of them love school, and want to learn. They don't worry about whether or not someone likes them, they just assume they do.

Someone my age puts on too much makeup, hoping that someone won't think they're ugly. We are often fake, to spare a friends feelings, to hurt an enemy. We dread school, worry about being hurt there. We assume people hate us, and we cry because we believe that.

Sometimes it helps to remember the days as a young child. Not caring about anything but having fun, living.