Things were so simple as a baby, all I had to do was cry and whine and I always got what I wanted.

As an adult, no matter how much I cry and whine, I'm not getting what I want, perhaps I'm not whining and crying enough, I’ll keep whining and crying till I get what I want.

Yesterday, I saw one of my buddies stop whining and crying, they used violence and threats and got some of the things that they wanted, but there was a cost they didn't like.

Another day passed, and I saw another buddy of mine lie and cheat others, they were very successful and got what they wanted, however, it seems they still wanted more.

Perhaps I should cheat and lie too, who's to say otherwise.

But I'm not very smart, I'm not a very good cheater and a liar, even if I use violence and threats, I'm too weak to be taken seriously.

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I'm helpless, very helpless, the only thing I can do is cry and whine, yes, that's the best thing to do.

One day, my voice was hoarse, I have given up faith, faith in my whining and crying.

I gave into compromise and gave up on my whining and crying, and I got some of the things I wanted, even if it wasn't everything.

As the very least, I can say I'm not a baby anymore, but how do I become an adult? I don't know, perhaps I’ll never become an adult.

I became an adult, but it wasn't a real adult; a real adult can do anything they want and get anything they want, if a whine and cry is successful, a real adult can give and do anything.

I can't do anything or give anything, so I'm not a real adult.

Maybe one day, I'll be a real adult.

I'll never be a real adult, I can't do anything or give anything, it was a lie, a terrible lie.

I want to go back to crying and whining, perhaps a real adult can make me into a real adult.

Time passed for a long time, I could never become a real adult, but that's fine, everything is fine now. Like it always has been.