how i wish, i was back as a kid, when i cry for food,
when i cry for hugs, when i cry because my diaper needs changing.
when i grow up,
i dont cry as much anymore.
and similarly, my motivations for crying are no longer as simple as it once is.
The older i get, the more truth i see of the world,
and the more i feel that the world is ugly by nature.
is just, when you're young, all these is hidden behind a veil.
and the older you get, the more of the veil is revealed.
and the more you feel the adult world is much scarier.
and the conflicts you once saw between adults,
they are no longer as simple as you thought when you were young.
It contains a lot of background.
so much that when you start to learn about it,
you realise you dont really want to know.
that you rather the conflicts were as simple as you thought it was.
ignorance is bliss.
