I want it back

is today the tomorrow of my dreams?
i thought i saw a glimpse of a smile
a ghost of a happiness that i so long to see
maybe all is simply visions and fantasies
of silliness and reoccurent childhood yearning.
i wish for that innocence
that naive life and existance only attained by a child
so that maybe the things to which i know not how to handle,
the terrors of my sleeps
and my awake horrors alike,
would not seem so important
and i could focus on better things...
why is the sky blue?
can i have some ice cream?
if the earth is going round, why don't we all fall?
what is terrorism, what exactly does violence mean?
what does it mean to love
and what does it mean to love and die from it?
and though some questions now answered,
i beg to know why we all want to grow up
because the minute, the second we do,
we lose our grasp on life and its purity
we lose our virtue and our youth
we lose ourselves.....