Maybe it is me not being able to grow up at the ripe age of 22.

I hate it when I'm forced to accept the fact that not everybody is as kind.

And to stop expecting people to be kind.

I hate it when I'm forced to grow up, to harden up towards life.

I know I should have known better but it just is to hard to accept.

and I as much as I want to change myself to be just one of them, there's just a part of me that keeps telling me to not stop quit believing in the best in others.

I'm gonna face the society real soon. I'm looking forward to the challenges. I know life is not all rainbows and fairytales.

I shall pick myself up every single time I fall, put on a smile and live prettily.