when I was a kid

When I was a kid, I loved looking at the sky; it made me feel alive and free. My dreams were full of imagination and inspiration, like treasures filled with beauty. I dreamed of becoming a star, shining bright for all to see. But reality hit hard, and my dreams began to fade. Now, when I look at the sky, I feel peaceful yet empty. I wish I could turn back time, relive my childhood, and nurture my imagination. I wish I hadn't met certain people or taken things for granted. How can we love others if we don't love ourselves? I hope to rediscover my inspiration and let my imagination soar once more.