Innocence

I don't know that I was ever innocent. Immature, naive, sure, but innocent? At least not in some ways.

i don't remember ever being innocent. i wish i had a moment where it shattered, just so i could be sure it was ever there.

Innoncence is not bliss, as some people might suspect. Innocence is a jail. It traps you with no hope of release. Until knowledge comes. Knowledge is the path to freedom.

Leaving my little shell of nonsocial behavior brought me into a whole world of mind pollution.... I think, ultimately it has been the best possible thing to have happened to me, the shedding of my innocence and my gain of knowledge and experience.