my beautiful chucks

I dream a lot. I can let my mind wander for hours on end. I can stare out the window and be some place else, and not give a care in the world. My thoughts are my own, but sometimes I share a tiny bit of them. If I let you into my mind, you may not understand the way I see things.... the way I think. Sometimes I truly think there is no one out there that will truly understand me, not even my family who I love more than anything in this world. I believe in many things, but I do not think I am naive either, though you may beg to differ. But then I would only tell you that you are not me. I sometimes wonder why God made me this way, but truth to be told, I am grateful He did. I am both childish and mature. I am reluctant to grow up, but I know it is what is expected of me, so I do it. I 'grow up' and try to be responsible, mature and whatever it is that grown ups do. But I can still hear that little girl inside telling me, 'this is not what I want,' and 'I don't like it.' So I tell her, 'no, it is not, but lets just make the best out of it, and who knows? We might even come to like the real world one day.'