The snow is swirling down, it hasn't stopped all day. I despise the cold, but watching snow makes me wistful. Little white flakes of innocence descending from the sky. That's snow. Snow is naivety. Childhood. It's loving someone without barriers. It's trusting another person with your own life. It's driving with no destination. It's running free, no thoughts holding you back. It's children playing. It's living carefree. It's life without time measuring every action. It's speaking the truth to everyone. It's standing up for justice. It's...yea, it's symbolic. Maybe we should just leave it that. Now if only I could let all of that in. Why are we always fighting ourselves? Never listening, over-thinking every move? I want to go back. Rewind the clock. Live in a time where I was innocent, naive. What happened to the little girl who had no desire, except to love everyone and have everyone love each other? Where did the moments of carefree bliss go? When did innocence leave, and the knowledge of truth settle in? When did we learn of evil? Can't we just go back to the times when good overcame bad no matter what? And life was simple. Before our families started to fall a part. Before I'd had my heart shattered. Before I'd gotten angry.  It all changed. Now, I'm wandering this world, completely lost. I've lost so many, I've even lost myself a few times. And I just want someone to hold me, because everything's spinning, and I'm starting to lose my ground. I just want someone to tell me I'm important, vital, loved, influential, talented, perhaps even beautiful. But even more, I want to go back to the time where that didn't even matter. But, I'm stuck here, and I don't even know where here is.