Paint a song for me.

tired.drained.been thinking loads bout e last vignette of joy luck club.innocence.laughter.where has it all gone to.i can hardly differenciate my true laughter from e ones tt i use to hide what i'm really feeling inside.sometimes it's really easier to frown or stay expression-less.materialism.money.figure.looks.where has all e simple happiness of e world gone to.the bared feelings of a person.to b able to laugh n cry as we wish to.to scream n shout.to protest against whats wrong.to have ppl believe n trust.to shed tt outer shell n show whats really inside.to b naked.metaphorically.to be selfish yet selfless at e same time.to have e courage to express.to try to brave all storms n change e world.or at least e ppl around u.to b like a child.a child no matter how old u are.to be realistic yet living in ur own world.to "be innocent yet protected from evils".where has e basic things gone to.lost in our age?or simple thrown away in e attempt to survive in e real world.i believe that the world is still beautiful.and it shall be beautiful.

signed,sealed,delivered.