children.

we are rewind by our parents, polluted by our environment, and consumed by our sense of reality.1

children.2

for this, I would like to be peter pan3

I would like to find neverland.4

I would like to stay as clean and pure5

as I possibly can.6

is it too much to ask for?7

as children we color our little drawings of trees with green leafs and red apples and bright pink flowers.8

only too look outside our windows,and find that trees has been cut down, by man, but as we look outside our windows,we see that trees has been cut down by man, that that the stupidity,selfishness inconsideration of others has putt us all in a state of war, over land! land that fits us land which we can all share..9

so the only way to see our trees, is to close our eyes, we close our eyes for hours and hours at a time, only to escape the monstrosity which we live in.10

as children were tought, tought to memorize what our ansistors did, what they discoverd.11

were never tought to dream, to use our brains and to feel, to create, to live, were tought to do as others do, feel as others feel, and if we dare feel other wise, well that is the defintion of an outcast, an insane.12

and they wounder, why we grow up to be such ignorant lonely monsters.13

I would rather live as a child then as a monster.14