I sometimes wish I hadn't grown.
I wish I was still a child, curious and innocent. The magical veil protecting me from the atrocity of the world is gone and my eyes are naked. How ugly is the worls without the little fairies, the games and the dreams! How scary is the world without all the stories I used to tell myself! If only I could back in time. I would go back to the time when my parents were heroes. To this time when they would protect me from the monster under by bed. This time when the monsters under my bed had three eyes, tentacles and a green body instead of wearing the mask of a someone round the street. I want to go back to a time when society wasn't expecting so much of me. When society wasn't pushing me to expect things from myself. To a time when I didn't even know what society was, how ugly it was. I wish, I wish I could go back to this time when I could wear a skirt. This time when I could be, without always asking myself if I have the right to be who I want to be. I want to go back to this time of freedom. To a time when my future was less important than my present.
I sometimes wish I hadn't grown. Sometimes...
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Sakura
Spiritual"Les sakura (桜 / 櫻) sont les cerisiers ornementaux du Japon (dont Prunus serrulata) ainsi que leurs fleurs." Comme des fleurs mes pensées s'ouvrent au monde et se fanent. Comme des sakura mes idées tombent et couvrent le monde de leur parfum délica...
