memoirs of a childhood gone by...

Remembering someone you knew from so long ago brings back odd memories of sorts. most of these memories are not of the positive type. i want to go back to a time when things weren't so complicated. a time so long ago that i can barely remember. when was i free?
music brings me back. to when? i don't know. but i know it was a happier time. it was... i remember now. it was when i was ten awaiting sleep and listening to the radio.
i remember the last time you told me the whole truth. it was ten years ago. there were alot of tears, but i was happier in the end. but i'm tired of the truth now. feed me lies, take away these tears. take away this constant sadness. take me away to that far away place again. be my savior. set me free.
how to put this sadness on a computer that is so unfeeling in its terrible coldness? search deep and hard. why is life worth living. there has to be a reason. why? why? why?!?!?!?! WHY? WHY!
i don't know. where is freedom? hehehe... i know the answer to that.