The pretending theory of a red ninja scarf and the goose's drawers

I forget it. I don't know how, but I forget it.
What did I forget?
Do you remember a moment when you were just a child, and you were perfectly happy, without no reason at all?
I don't. I can't remember anymore.

I am an adult now. I buried all my childhood dreams deep down, under so much self importance.
And why? Doesn't matter anymore.

It's a time to live. It's a a time to love.
I open my eyes.

I want to tell to everyone that they have the possibility  be happy.
No!
Everyone has the choice be happy.
No!
Everyone has the obligation to be happy.

I am a child again.