I wrote this sometime near the end of 2005, so the date is pretty much a guess.
Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it like all the rest..

As children, we are all happy
At such a young age, everything is so…
So… So awesome, and so wonderful
We find the joy and wonder in everything…
But, you’ll find that we all reached an age,
The age we lost our amazement in life…
Everyone lost something of themselves as they aged
Everyone lost something of their soul as they grew
We spend our remaining lives searching for it
We elect others to assist us in our search…
But noone can help us find what we lost…
Other people will only prevent us from finding it
The secret to all of our misery is that we are not alone
And the answer is this:
Alone we can find our souls…
Alone we can find our happiness…
Alone we can find what we once lost…