is it?

Why do we live in a world in which revolves around the theif of our happiness? Why must the amount of money determine the quality of our lives? If this is what entering reality rewards me, I don't want it. 

But I do have dreams. Dreams that I wish to achieve sometime from now, whatever they may be. But for now, what I do know is that those dreams are built under one fundamental factor... Happiness. 

They work so hard, yet their diligence amounts to so little. So, so little. Yet, in the other side of the world I was pandered to my wants and needs... But growing up, I still wanted more. How could I have been so ungrateful? It's so hard to survive. I know now. I see it. I get it. I feel it. This is reality. This is life. But with all that, please don't take my happiness away...

But I guess life is unfair, isn't it? 

This is not how growing up should be.

Is it?

Because it saddens me...