"Cover the earth"

I want to be a child again. Where the worries of the world are nonexistent. My friends were nothing more than a playmate, with a lack of profound influence on me. We'd eat ritz crackers, drink juice, and play barbies.My dolls were who I wanted to be. "Perfect". Thin. Invincible. Placid. Endless professions, possibilities and people awaited her. She had it all, complete with the wardrobe. The only thing I had to deal with was doing what I was told. I didn't have to make my own decisions, although at times I did. The fork in the road only appeared when I couldn't decide whether or not to eat lucky charms or frosted flakes. There was no "responsibility". I didn't care what i wore, or if I combed my hair, brushed my teeth or smelled like the outside. My beauty strictly bloomed beneath the surface of my skin. The vibrant pages within my story books were filled with rhymes of delight. Not characters with the predicament of who to love and what will bring them true happiness. If there really was a fountain of youth, or better yet a fountain of childhood, I would quench my thirst within its depth and consume my 8 cups a day. I would thrive off of it. No wonder the renowned jungle "I don't want to grow up, I'm a toys r us kid.." echoes in my mind as I reminisce on my childhood. Now I am lost in a world of turmoil. Man's inhumanity to man. The songs are not simplistic and joyous, "I love you, you love me..."instead they are composed of revenge and hatred.

Hate is more prominent than ever. It slowly drips its black ink into a can of soon-to-be blemished white paint. The grey darkens with each drop as it cages society...as good and evil intertwine themselves together. 

The world needs to drain the grey, patch up the hole we have created and fill the can once more with white paint, until it overflows, and floods the ground beneath. We need to adhere to the Sherwin-Williams motto and "cover the earth." If only I told myself everyday, "I can obtain the childlike qualities I once possessed: meek, humble, carefree, pure, and submissive." then maybe perfection would be reached.