The feeling of being loved is wonderful.
I used to shake them off, but now I'm yearning them back.

The world just ain't kind no more. I remember when I was young I used to believe maybe charities will be well-off but in the end, yess they are doing okay but because tycoons donate money to maintain a good public image. I used to tell myself that when I grow up and earn lotsa money, I would donate half of that to good cause, like helping people in the native parts of the world to have a good life.
Why are those baddies getting away, I don't get it. Isn't the world supposed to be justice and fair, isn't everyone supposed to be kind-hearted. I thought those awe speeches made by important people were to bring out the angel and kill the devil in people. The world is getting hard to comprehense, the world is filled with such immense jealousy and competition that I feel myself drowning in it. The only saints you see are in soap dramas these days. Forgive me if I'm wrong, but if you're a superhero, would you save the world because it's the right thing to do, or because of the thrill of being a superhero.
I used to believe if one was pure, he/she would be fortunate. I used to believe from those cartoon series that an alien from Mars will come knocking on my door and take me to tour Mars. I've always thought that Jupiter was purple, too. But now I know that there is only one sun instead of two.
I guess maybe I'm not that idealistic anymore, or maybe it's because I've simply given up on this selfish world.

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