Confused again

I made a important dessicon this week
To be happy
That I may be proud of myself
I won't care anymore about anyone who hates me
I met a lot of people at the internet
The most of them have become my friends
Bestfriends
But now
I gonna lose them
Might for ever
Everyting goes wrong
It's almost like that the whole world wants to me grow up
That everything that remains me of my chilhood
Is slipping trough my vingers
And i can't stop it
It's funy because I always wanted to grow up
But now,
Wel, i kinda starting to hate it
The fun is gone
I have to think about the future
While all I want to is do is find a way
To be myself
Why do we have to grow up
I don't want it
And i don't want to lose what i have
All these years..

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