Random Leaf #1025

I hate kids. They are fragile. They are sensitive. They have too much energy. They ask a lot of questions. They have a lot of things they don't understand. They need love. They need love more than anything else. They get lost a lot of time. They easily lost focus. They are attentive of one thing and next thing they are else where. They need guidance. Their mind is always else where. And they make us feel these strange sense of uneasiness. It makes us want to be more. More than the little kids we once are.