When You Grow Up

Everything seems not as -perfect- as you've thought before.
It's true that reality talks more.
You know more about 'details' of life.
Details of profit and loss.
Then, our good picture, slowly faded away
replaced with the fact one?
Not because you lose that..
or decide to quit.

But it's just not that smooth, like your first plot.
Yes, it's happy in the end.
But to reach that, looks like, must i change my plan?
Once again, Am I demanding too much?

Is it better to not knowing that stuffs more than before?

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.