Maze

[MsGiglz]

Maze
Life is a maze.
When we enter as children,
we run happily though it.
Not caring whether we get lost
or run into walls,
as we get older, we slow down.
Cautiously weighting the possibities
of each turn,
not quite willing to take the risk of ending
hoplessly lost.
At times we are sure there is no way out.
That each path is semingly leading no where.
Doing nothing but getting us further and farther.
From the enterance which we so thoughtlessly.
Let get out of our sight during childhood.

Annie