I'm torn.
Torn between the desire to be naive again and between the experienced and knowledgeable person that I have become.
Fore you see, naivety shares a common ground with innocence and innocence means no evil.
It allows the hollow shell to be filled with motivation, hope and excitement.
It's a state of peace and it creates wishful thinkers and the world, it lacks wishful thinkers.
But of course, being naive it's costly.
It makes you stupid and and you're seen as a childish fool. A mug.
You're used to it and unintentionally you're killing yourself inside.
Slowly breaking them.
It's sad.
To watch someone die in a sea of gullibility and and faith.
It's a dangerous trait to have.
So, I'm torn between the two types of people I could become.
I'm torn.
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