I Miss My Childhood!

I miss when we used to chew on crayon as the color are so delicious,

I miss when we are so pure that we think rainbow is a magic world,

I miss how curious we want to be adult as it would be happier,

I miss how we think fairy tales are real and dream of wonderland,

I miss how we try to put on adult dresses to look like a princess,

I miss how we want to meet our prince charming and have a happy ending,

I miss how a family is like a dream that come true… that every child is happy because they did not know the real color behind every story…

But as I grow up…

I learnt that we cannot judge a book by its cover,

I realize that not after each rain will come a rainbow.. my magical world shattered..

I realize that the more adult we become more tears are shedding as the real world  are too cruel to be true…

I found out fairy tales are not real.. never it does and hidden many lies.. dreams become nightmare in my sleep…

I realize you cannot become a princess because you dress like one or act like one..

I learnt that love is bitter and pain and will not have a happy ending…guys are not prince charming  either..

I realize that a happy family hidden a big lies behind it.. family can just shattered like a glass..

I want back my childhood and never grew up..

I want to stay asleep forever with lullaby whisper in my dreams..

I want the pure feelings back as I will never understand the meaning of broken heart…

I miss my childhood…