the smell of wet summer rain. the dancing of beautiful yellow wild flowers. oh how i miss the days, when i was young.. when i could run and not give a crap what anyone said. the days when i was young, oh how i miss them so dearly. i can now go to sleep and dream, dream of my youthness and healthiness. oh the days i was young, are now gone. i must now rest and never return to this evil earth. goodbye world, i had fun, and hope you had fun with me too...
