Sleep

We all act differently at different times in all sorts of different occasions. But i like to believe, that when one goes to sleep, that's the purest and most innocent moment.

This is the time where we cannot control what we think (dreams that is), we cannot hide our desires, we cannot hide our fears. We become who we really are. Even if we're not all that good, this is the time where our emotions are stripped bare, and everything is returned to the most basic form, one that we're born with. This is the time where people are the most beautiful.

Of course... sometimes even when we sleep, our troubles haunt us, our worries blankets us. But even then it's beautiful. Maybe because we look helpless, not able to cause anymore harm. Or maybe just because we are who we are. There is no longer a need to hide, to cover, to change.

So why can't we always retain this form? Why does the world forces you to constantly morph? Why do we not always see this innocence as good? Why do we always have to complicate matters?