A Child Among Adults

Life itself is boring, all that life is is information contained by eating, drinking, sleeping and trying to use time to dime the feeling of boredom. The certainty of death isn't reassuring as it means you would work just to struggle the urge to die. Life as a child among adults could be tiresome. Using energy in ways to make you have more responsibility but also more mony. Would you give your childhood up to be rich? To be intelligent? To be petty? To be accepted?

What ever your reason might be, if you want then you have to give. To be intelligent you have to give something up just as valuable. To be or not to be? To decide whether you want to do something or to never know if you could or couldn't do as such? It's your decision that makes you unique. It doesn't matter what happened to you, it's how you react on what happened that matters. It doesn't matter if you saw a homeless person, it matters if you helped them.