Okay, look. I know I'm young, but that doesn't mean I have to want to be. And I know when I'm old I will want to be young. But I am young and want to be older. Will we ever just be happy with the way things are? Why do we always want things to change? I am always, ALWAYS escaping into other worlds. What's wrong with the one I'm in, the one that's already mine? I'm not sure, but apparently there's something I don't like. Or else I wouldn't want to escape; I'd want to stay where I am.
Heh. It's amazing how much one thing can completely take over and control our lives. Apparently, one thing makes all the difference. One thing and I will be happy. One thing and I will be content with where I am. One thing and the world will be a better place. One thing, one thing that it seems will never come.
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