We are born and we begin to grow. The first thing we do is **** on our fingers and toes. We learn to stand and then to walk. We begin to journey and explore our world. We become conscience of ourselves and we develop an image. The toes we once played with we now hide with shoes because we might think they are ugly. Our own sense of self becomes evident in our dress and in our friends. We lose the free spirit that we were born with and are pushed into conformity. If we resist to much, we are pushed outside of the normal boundaries of society. We strive to be individuals but with in a box of ideals. We want acceptance but crave our freedom to be ourselves. We go through many changes and yet we must adapt to a structure the we did not create. Only in the end to find that through all of our life changes that none of it really mattered anyway.