When I was a Child

When I was a child,

Things were simple,

Everything was black and white,

A smile meant happiness,

A frown meant that a person was sad,

When I was child,

Things were simple,

Tears indicated pain,

Pain indicated more tears,

And bandaids soothed the cuts,

Now that I'm adult,

The scars don't fade,

The bruises don't heal the same,

And happiness isn't as easy to come by,

When I was a child,

Things were simple,

Why is being an adult so complicated?