Travel to Neverland

It's cool to be Peter Pan. Refuse to grow up with pride. Got the power to remain happy and be free to do whatever I want. Only thing to give up is incapable of loving others. I was living everyday freely and irresponsibly with lots of jealousy eyes looking at me. However, since when I figure it's no longer cool. How come the fun I got aren't enough to keep me flying? How come incapable of loving others began to irritate me? Why am I envy the grown up when they are so jealous that I can live my own way? Since when my life seems so empty behind the fest? Bible tells us love is the center of living. And hence I begin to learn to love myself and others. I know I can handle it well. Because "I believe in fairy! I do! I do!" I believe the goodness in human and the righteousness and unlimited love from the above that I can always go back to!