Thoughts:

     Perhaps youth being wasted on the young is not quite as tragic as life be wasted on the living. It is tough to always remain objective and I can see how people just get tired of the things that make life what it is. As the body wearies, so does the mind to a respective degree. Although childlike wonder will always remain, I question if it has almost become something that I resent at times, but resent in a way that you want something that you cannot have.