This words were my heart & soul

Somehow i'm never going to be good enough, for you & for everyone.
Sorry for my spoilt behaviour 080508, i really wanted to cry that morning.
I felt i never had it enough & it didn't felt fair to me.
& with that feeling, i'm sure to grumble & throw tantrums.
I will never grow up, never.
For it seems, i feel happier this way & everthing is like a reality.
I feel so scared that i will fall, once i fall; i will never be able to get up.
I always saw this 'imaginery guy' in my dreams, he seems so real.
So far i haven't encounter him yet.
I just realize that some disappointments could be in store for me.

PS: He conquered my entire heart.