The eyes of stars,
The smile of the sun,
The tiny hands of bliss.
All of it made me grin,
Made me tingly and warm inside.

A happy gurgle,
A delighted laugh,
A squeal of joy.
All of it made me want to giggle along,
To be amazed of a child’s happiness.

Yet I couldn’t;
I couldn’t laugh,
I couldn’t smile.
I couldn’t give in
To the wonders of life.

Then again,
How could I?
I was a teenager.
A teenager ready to enter through the gates of life.
Someone who was supposed to face reality.

Reality.
What was reality?
Was it a child’s imagination,
Or an adult’s agenda?

I would never know,
Never understand,
Until I look into my own heart,
And smile.