Look at this photograph:

Hat day, Must have been around Year 2? I haven't smiled that genuinly for a very very long time. I was such a happy kid and all through your early stages you wish you could be older. When people tell you that you don't want to be older they mention things such as getting a job. But they never mention the bad things that really matter. Maybe if they explained it to us we may have appreciated our age. Perhaps it wouldnt have been possible to understand how our older life could be so complicated and messed up. And it isn't until you're older that you realise you can't get the past back. At that age, that doesn't bother you because there isn't much past that you remember. Life was fun happy interesting. I loved school. I'd miss it at the weekend and by Sunday evening I was itching to go back. My bestest best best ever friend is in that photo. Our height difference was so funny since I was older than her. No one used to believe us when we told them and we thought it was halarious.
I love the way children have no discriminations at that age. If they noticed something different about someone, they'd come out with it. "How comes you're skin looks so weird?", "I have a skin condition". Then they'd go off and play together. Neither child thought the question was strange or even perhaps embarassing or rude.
You hear it in songs all the time and you hear experts talking about it; Children are the most precious thing in the world. People have role models who are older such as actors or singers. The real ones we should look up to are Children. We then need to ask why do we change? It's because of what the older generation have become, it steals that innocent and wonderful attitude to life. It is so much more serious than it has to be when you're older. That rubs off on kids and everything changes. At the time they might not notice but it's when they get to a point where they look back at photos and remember people they didn't have enough time to remember in everyday life.

People say everyone has regrets. Growing up and changing is mine. I wish I could be that girl in that photo for one day. Just one fucking day. So I could remember what it was like to not give a damn. I keep thinking about the times I ran into the school field at lunch times, laughing, pretending we were power rangers. The way we'd fall over and just get back up again as if it didn't happen. The tiny chairs that you started to notice where becoming too small as you grew up. The "Bandstand" we had in which we attempted musical things when it was the most freezing of all freezing weather.

I remember that red t-shirt. It was so soft and was one of my favourites.
I wish I could take those golden wings on my hat and fly back to the past. But that just isn't going to happen.