2 decade (or more), what have you accomplished? What have you grasp?
You discard your believes of when you were a child. Of how love make all things right, of how Adult knows best and that they will cultivate you to be just like them....
In a way, you were right, they did succeed in bringing you up, to be just like them.
Deprive of dreams, suffocated by skepticism....
You wanted to be an Artist, a magician, a good parent, the best friend....Now, you will be just another Adult, you have forsaken your dreams...
No longer do you believe that the magician in you can actualize miracles.
No longer do you believe that the Artist in you can paint a smile on a weeping face.
No longer do you believe that you can alter the worngs in this World into rights.
Suddenly, your existence seems rather meaningless, threatened even.
Or has it always been that way?
Observing from inside (Or isit outside?), as the parade of life marches by...
You cannot locate your presence,
the World cannot detect you.
