I miss the days when sleep came easy, the days when I didn't stay awake until the early hours of the morning. I miss the days when getting out of bed was easy, when the morning was worth looking forward to.
I miss the time when education was fun. I miss the days when I could feel pride in trying my best instead of passing with little effort. I miss back when I didn't get bored because half of the things I already knew. Once I thought college would change things back to that, away from the bore of high school, but it didn't. It might when I can attempt my psychology degree, but I don't know.
I miss chasing Angel, my rottweiler around the yard. I miss the days when each dog wasn't replacing one i owned before.
I miss when seeing the innocence in the world was easy. I miss the days when happiness came easy and I didn't spend my days drawing off the emotions of those I'm closes too.
I miss the innocence of childhood when there was good in all people. I miss the days when there wasn't so much to fear. I miss the days when racism wasn't a thing, when my religious beliefs didn't make me an outcast for not believing in the Bible that dictates the southern lifestyle.
I miss the days when you could depend of family. The days before being called a bitch and whore by my brother. The day when you could trust people not to lie to you. I miss the days when blood was family.
I miss back when, because frankly, this world is headed straight for hell.
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