Childish Dreams

Why can't i go back to when i was a child. When all there was ever to cry over was a grazed knee. Why did i have to grow up so quickly. I'm 18 years old and my whole childhood has just suddenly ended. I miss the old days. The days where me and Mikala got stuck in Manchester at midnight. The days where i fell in love and believed i was going to live a happily ever after with my maths teacher. The days when i'd sneak downstairs in the middle of the night to go online because i didn't have a laptop. The days when i lived for playing on stupid Facebook apps, like Petville, and just winning races. The days where me, James, and Nathan spent three hours playing our own Harry Potter games. The days when i believed Santa was real. The days when i'd spend endless hours on the Sims 2. The days when i had no idea how to illegally download music, or had any interest in doing so. The days where me and James sat on the tree swing in the woods over the stream. The days when Minstrel was just a puppy and i'd wait until my mum had gone out to work then i'd sneak her upstairs. The days when how i looked or what i wore was irrelevant. The days when i had plastic lunchboxes with the Lion King and Harry Potter on. The days when i was too young to shave my legs. The days when i didn't have to take fluoxitine every day i woke up. The days when everyone had a gameboy colour and the original pokemon games. The days when the only tv i had was a small box in the corner of my room. The days when i had teddy bear wallpaper. The days when i'd sit with Lisa and let my hamsters roam wanderlessly around our laps. The days when i couldn't wait till the next sleepover. The days when i didn't even know what Eastenders was. The days when Pokemon cards were banned from school. The days when we'd sit on the pavement in battle with our beyblades. The days when Mikala had me convinced she was my guardian angel. The days when i'd struggle on Crash Bandicoot on the PS1. The days when we didn't even have a computer, let alone the internet. The days when we'd act out the Lion King on our street using Nik Naks as worms. The days when i'd chew on as much toffee as possible to get my baby teeth out. The days when i asked my mum if i could become a skater. The days when we'd go upto Lisa's attic to play on the Sims. The days when i'd sneak around the side of the chair at my babysitters to kiss Nathan. I just miss it. Everything.

I hate this shit.