when i was young. i played. laughed. and did everything i wanted to. i chased the kite. i had no time for the sky. i had to play. i didn't have time for work. i had to challenge my friends to games. i thought i could win them all. i didn't listen. i talked i didn't really care. i had no worries. i never had a care.
when i grew older. i still played. still laughed. but i didn't do them as often as before. i flew the kite. i wondered why the sky was blue. why the clouds seemed peaceful. i wanted to play. i knew i had to do my work. i challenged my friends to score. i tried to win them all. i started listening. talking less. i started to know what it meant to care. i wondered if i would ever care.
now. i play sometimes. my laughter isn't what it was. the kite has flown away. i knew the clouds brought the storms. i forgot about play. i gave up challenging. i knew i wouldn't win. i listened. trying to hear the unspoken. i knew how it was to care. i knew how it hurt.