If only we could go back to that time when we were just innocent young kids. If only we could just relive the moments and forget about being old. If only we could rewind everything and we’ll just play all day and just enjoy being so young. If only we didn’t rush to grow up and enjoyed what we had those days.
I miss being a kid. I miss being not so pretentious about anything. I miss being able to speak what I want to say. I miss being able to just play outside and won’t worry about anything. I miss the days when all I had to do is wake up, eat, play, eat again and sleep and do whatever I want.
But most of all, I miss being carried by my parents.
this is really depressing because of how accurate this is.