We're born, we live to have fun, to learn new things. We hang out on the playground, we make friends, we creat little cliques, we make fun of those who aren't like us. We cry, we laugh, we know nothing of the outside world...and that doesn't bother us. We grow older, we go to high school. We still have our cliques, we still make fun of those we don't understand. We do everything they tell us not to. We start to understand the outside world. Even older, we're no longer sheltered. We're in the real world, and its a scary place. We work every day, just to stay alive. We raise families, we fight, we waste all our time doing the things we hate, and wishing we hadn't wasted our youth, wishing we could have made something of ourselves. We die