Looking back I remember the times, the times when life was easy. It was a simple game anyone could play. You make a good choice you move forward, you make a mistake and you are pushed back. Everything was a push forward, until you hit that age. The age where you start making noticeable mistakes. Ones that show you the paths made for you, by you. It was so much fun playing that small innocent game, then time hits. The time to grow up. The time you didn't want to hit. Even some wish they didn't have to grow up. Sometimes you just have to face the game and show them how it's played. The right and the wrong ways. But, if you teach them how to play, they will know which path to take.
