We've forgotten.

We've forgotten what it means to be a child,
to play and laugh and make friends,
to do mischief and hope and pray we get away with it,
and try to squeeze our way out when we do get caught.
We've forgotten the simple pleasures and the consuming love,
we've forgotten that we had our own mind.
We've forgotten to live without anger and violence,
we've forgotten to forgive, we've forgotten how to love.
We've forgotten that we were once happy,
we've forgotten how to let our hearts decide.

We've forgotten that kids are still the same,
that their smile is so important,
sometimes more than their innocence.
We've forgotten that miracles do happen and that there are ghosts under the bed.
We've forgotten that their voice has a reason,
but that it was crushed long before they could talk.
we've forgotten that they have dreams,
that are being thrown under speculation, judgement and your mind.
We've forgotten that their fiery will to live
is slowly burning out.

We've forgotten to give them a chance.