when i was younger i never understood the saying 'ignorance is bliss.' how can one not want to know more about the world? now that i've matured, now that i've experienced the horrors of this world, the fear has entrapped me. disgusted, i fled. i fled to my safe place but when i reached, i found it to be tainted. no longer did it bring me comfort. my mind has become paranoid. every single movement every single moment has brought me to my edge. i now understand. i just wish to be naïve again to forget the terrors, to live in my cocoon, i sometimes wish i'd stayed inside my mother's womb, never to come out.