still belive in fairytales

         I still believe in fairytales, in stories with princesses and princes. I still believe that human was designed from beginning to be happy. I still believe that something magic, maybe magic stardust left somewhere, deep inside of humans. I have no reason to believe it anymore but I have faith.
If there were not an essence of truth , won't be any fairytales or stories.

Maybe I am wrong. The life is not easy. The life is not a dream . The life is hard. The life is real .

Is no magic in a cold rainy day. Except the hope left that will be a day when all will be different.