Reality
Eat, sleep, play
For a child life is bubbly and warm.
This is just the norm.
You never know how special this is until you lose it.
Then reality
People say, "your in the real world now"
Life may lose its gleam in the face of sickness and stress.
The responsibility is to great.
But then the moment comes
When one must reflect
This is reality
but is it bad too lose that childish innocence
The harsh world meets the child's spirit and now the two are balanced
Everyone must find this conclusion on their own for we all possess a child's spirit
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