To that little girl, smiling from ear to ear, with no worries on her mind and no demons in her head? Where’s the girl whose smile would light up a room, who laughed like there was no tomorrow, who would spend hours jumping in the rain, where’s the girl who enjoyed life?
What happened to me, what’s wrong with me? Now I am waiting to die, every second of every day just waiting. I’ve been waiting for 4 years now, when will it finally come to an end?
“When you grow up, your heart dies.”-The Breakfast Club.
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I used to say, if you were once a happy person then there’s hope that you can be a happy person again.
I’ve never been able to prove that theory, but sometimes it’s a nice thought. Did something tragic happen to change you, or did the happiness just wear off?
Btw another great quote, from The Crow: “Childhood’s over the moment you know you’re going to die.”
4 years? hmmm mines 6 🙂
Almost as if you’re limited to a certain emotional spectrum until a certain age. Although i’m sure there are a number of young children prematurely exposed to all sorts of horrible things.
Maybe it just comes along with intelligence which leads to the question.. would you mind being happy if it meant being mentally handicapped?