Puppets

Children walking on the line, thighted hard enough for them no to fall down into the emptiness. They feel as they do, they walk on the line that their parents prepared for them. Children play games to disguise their worries. They do what it has to be done. A robbed chilhood far from innocent plays, but only waiting for a new class to make them popular or better than the others. How to be an "A" student?, how to be the best at sports?, how to be the best at music?, or how to better than the others? You have to do this, you have to be more than anybody. That's what kids learn, those are their everyday lessons. Empty adults teach many lessons with no mercy from the bottom of their ignorance. In a competitive world, I suppose is the right thing to do, to make them work as hard as robots. Far from this world, moved by machines, it would be nice to have children living in a children world. Without walking on a tighted line, but playing children games. No worries behind, no competitions, just friends to play with, a chilhood to be enjoyed, to be as they are...!, to be what they are...! Children but not puppets.