In times like these, reality seems to be too cruel to bear.

All dreams lie shambled, like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands.

All friendships seize, like it was nothing in all those years it lasted.

Neighbors become enemies like they never shared Sunday meals together.

Loved ones stab you at the back, like it didn't hurt enough when you carved out your heart for them.

In times like these, I wish I could go back in time to when it was all simpler.

When we could all share a joke without reading in between the lines.

When we could play all day without picking out each others mistakes.

When the only thing we worried about was when night would be morning again...so that we could play with our friends again.