The Good Old Days

Why can’t today be just like the good old days. When life was simple. No girl had to worry about how she looked, or what other people thought of her… But that was before girls started liking boys in 4th grade, they got into makeup in 5th, and now dates in 6th. What’s wrong with us. Why can’t people judge others by their personality, not their looks. Sometimes I wish no one could see. Then the people would actually like me. No one could judge me by how I looked. Maybe for just one day, we could stop looking at each other, and stop to get to know one another. Maybe if you would stop paying attention to her body then you could really stop and listen. Just give her a chance. Give me a chance. Just for a moment in time. We can stop, and they can really listen. Listen to her for merely a second. A moment... A lifetime