When I Was Young

When I Was Young, I spent my days out in the sun feeling its warmth in all my laughter and fun. Those days were better (easier I’d say). There was no one hovering over you, telling you who to be or what to say. There were no social boundaries. As a child, you are carefree. As carefree as a fallen leaf from a tree, who rides on the currents of the wind, there is no telling where the end may be. But Then Reality Hits You, (Or adolescence, really). Suddenly the winds have stopped. (Or you've stopped riding them). The leaf is no longer a leaf, but instead a tiny, little tree rooted into the ground, stuck in what you've come to learn throughout your years. Confined by the fear of the unknown. The fear of extending beyond your roots. The fear of being a little different. The fear of standing out from the bunch. So you sit there, And grow, unnoticed, unseen, unheard of. And we as individuals don’t do this alone. We settle and grow together, forming forests of our own. However, We All Aren’t Like This. Some of us, the daring few, ride the winds all our life. Whichever direction they take us is the direction we go. Why? Because the winds are never the same. Because life is never the same. Unless we are too afraid to ride the winds. Unless we are too afraid to live our lives. With a life unlived, tomorrow will always be the same. With a life truly lived, tomorrow is a surprise. A surprise you can only receive if you take a chance with the winds.