sad memory

don't you sometimes want to be kid again?
having all your dreams wide spreaded without noone telling you those are stupid.
having no prejudice to noone, nothing.

it's too tiring sometimes become an adult.
while all you wanted to do is to help, and all sudden it was mistaken for some crime you didn't even commit.
yeah, that hurts.
when all you did was being honest to others, yet they thought you were crossing the line.

too many prejudice.
too many judgement.
i even made some.
and sometimes they're wrong.