Youth

It seems odd to me that people have discussed the youth as a time of hardship and despair. Although being young can be a both liberating and restricting. But there is a sense of hope and blind optimism that the youth carry. As if the world can go to shithouse and yet they keep their faith. But of course with age the innocence is tarnish, so much so that the very essence of it disappears and you left with the bitter reality of the world. 

Some are resilient and never falter in their youthful aspirations. While others easily succumb to adulthood and the responsibilities of the world. It is shame that the period of youth is not maintained for the other side is dark and cold. The heat of our youth is always so easily dismissed and never truly appreciated. 

Why do we force ourselves to grow up? I mean couldn't we prolong this process as much as possible!

But I guess that's just me trying to hold on to my fleeting youth.