I saw a little girl today. By the age of 5. Blonde hair, green eyes.. so pretty, so innocent. She has no clue in what the world lies. I watch her run in the grass and think to myself. Must be wonderful to be free. Not knowing what's right and wrong. Going to school and just coloring. I want to go back to the start, where I knew nothing at all.. I was free. Now I lay myself down, under the trees with a stranger. I talk to him, telling him my life story and why I'm sad. He talks back about a girl he's inlove with. This is how it is now in days, too much pressure with everything. People telling us to be something we're not. As she's still running in the grass, it starts to rain. All the other people get up and run for their cars. Not her, she twrils in the rain, singing. Tears come to my eyes. I want it so much. He looks at me and knows it too. I'd give anything to be free again, but slaving around in todays world is all I do. I want to go back to the start. No more pain, no more dreams shattered. And she's still singing in the rain. I get up, leaving the stranger and go sing with her. Today, I'll try and go back to the start, and try to be free, once more.
8/7/2003
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