his future

On my way back from school. In bus 82. Saw a kid along the route. So vibrant.... So full of life. Somehow, for that split moment, I saw his hopes shining in his eyes, plastered to his smile. What will he grow up to be? How will his futuer be like? Will he still be able to maintain his vibe even when faced with that stress and pressure that life has in store for him? that sets me thinking.... How will his future be when i'm not even sure of my own survival in this already modern and tight world. I don't know why but the thought of that made me worry for him. I'm worried that the future will be harsh on him. I'm worried that the biterness of the world will be too much a blow for him to handle. I'm worried for the moment when he realizes that the world is not as pleasant as what he thought it would be. I'm worried that, in the midst of all the worries, he might lose his vibe, his zest for life, his positive impression he has no the world he lives in. I hope that the moment will never come as should it still happen, it will be the moment when the world has lost something so priceless and pure - the life of a hopeful child.