sometimes, or most of my time im so dearly happy. 
99 % of my mornings, waking up im so so happy. 

but sometimes, these times hit me to
i grow up to fast, miss my childhood
sometimes in my mind i see myself as a mother
and sometimes i see myself like a little redhaired girl again. 
running after my beautiful mom with her arms wide opened.

always been to mature for my age, but sometimes i just want to stop time. 
just live there in the good moments so dearly happy.
i ask myself why it always has to be another time. 

when i was ten years old i couldn't wait to be twenty. 
why did i wished? now the time i running from me in all this glitter and happines.