All my childhood, trying to do adult things, i always wanted to grow up, go to school, write all day, do homework; now i‘m older and i pray everyday to go back to being small: No worries over to watch my favorite novel, i shall not tied to anything, did what i wanted when i wanted.
Now I grew up, everything is more difficult, and sometimes I want to grow more, because i think that growing up my problems go away, but if i‘m thinking, i know not, it’s going to get worse, and is unlikely to improve things. All i want is to be happy, why this is so hard?
