不想长大

为什么就是找不到 不谢的玫瑰花
为什么遇见的王子 都不够王子啊
我并不期盼他会有 玻璃鞋和白马
我惊讶的是 情话竟然 会变成谎话

为什么幸福的青鸟 要飞得那么高
为什么苹果和拥抱 都可能是毒药
我从没想过有了他 还孤单的可怕
我突然想起从前陪我那个洋娃娃

我不想 我不想 不想长大
长大后 世界就 没童话
我不想 我不想 不想长大
我宁愿 永远都 笨又傻
我不想 我不想 不想长大
长大后 我就会 失去他
我深爱的他 深爱我的他 已经变得不像他
(怎么会 爱上别个她)

为什么水晶球里面 看不出他在变
为什么结局没欢笑 而是泪流满面
我愿意在他回来前 继续安静沉睡
但他已去到 别座城堡 吻另一双嘴

为什么对流星许愿 却从来没实现
为什么英勇的骑士 会比龙还危险
我当然知道这世界 不会完美无暇
我只求爱情能够不要那么样复杂

让我们回去从前好不好 天真愚蠢快乐美好

i think i've posted up the lyrics of this song before...
but somehow, after meeting up with edwin, wp and eugene last night..
the lyrics of the songs just keep ringing in my head...
especially the bit "我不想我不想不想长大， 我宁愿永远都笨又傻。"
ignorance is bliss...
innoncence is gold...

on a lighter note...
it's so much easier when someone ask me 'so is your brother hansel?' when i was just starting primary school..
cos i can just happily (and initially, rather proudly) say 'no, my brother is hansen'
but now..
instead of asking 'is your brother hansel?'...people ask 'is there a hansel in your life?'
-_-
ex-se-cu-sei-moi..
Hansel and Gretel are siblings...
these people need to go and revise their fairy tales, thank you very much...

on a more serious note..
growing up is painful...
i'm sure alot of people out there feels the same way sometime or another..
when you wish that just pouting and 'man-ja-ing' will get you what you want... life was about playgrounds and cartoons..

last night, as we all talked about our plans for the future..
even though we laughed and joked..
for me, beneath all the fun and laughter...
i do wonder what my own plans are...
everything is messed up...
planning becomes waste of time cos every single plan becomes thwarted by another turn of events....
it's like sailing a ship inthe midst of a storm...
the only plan is to keep yourself afloat..
ride the storm till it's over..
before you can get your bearings and start navigating again...

i dun deny that i feel very lost...
and i dun deny that at the moment, i feel very helpless...
almost to the brink of hopelessness...
each day goes past...
another day starts...
each day is a stuggle to stay afloat...
each day is the end of a struggle...

if i drown, will someone miss me?
if i drown, will someone save me?
if i drown, and i halt my growing process...
will i be happier?

but,
my life is still good...
not as good as i want it to be..
but i count my blessings...
and so, i will not drown...
because even if no one will miss me...
i will miss everyone...

i need ice cream...