why won't my life go back to normal?
like it was befor?

i lived in a fairytale,
without knowing it,
without appreciating it.

my life was easy,
soft and slow.
dazzeling me with its kindness.

but now i wish i could go back
to this strangeling warmth,
the softness
which was pressing me,
so firmly,
to the ground.

but my thought were clouded by the hatred
against this normal, uncomplicated life.

i wish i would have enjoyd it.
i would have,
if i had known
what i know now.