The critical age

As young childrent the world is our paridise.

were busy laughing.

playing.

asking questions. 

and carlessly speaking our mind.

We cross milestones we dont even think twice about.

From learning how to ride a bike, 

meeting our first best freind,

and finally making the soccer team. 

Our inocent minds are constantly being filled with ideas. 

thoughts. 

goals. 

dreams and wishes.

We are told to aim high and do well in school. 

We sit in the back seat of the car and imagine flying dragons and mytical characters 

as we stare out our window. 

How creative and imaginative we all were at this age. 

But then life starts to unfold. 

Responsibilities. 

Disappointment. 

Failer.

Misguidence and distrust. 

Even death.

No one warns you about some things. You start to wonder who you are and 

what your meant to be. 

At some point we all must grow up. some sooner than others. life gives us lemons 

and sometimes we end up making orannge juice. One dosent really grow up and 

mature until one goes through experience. 

and thats all apart of this ongoing journey called "Growing up".