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.
