I still remember when i was a child, I always have this wanting to be in such a dreamland. To be there is like a frustration. I always thinks living in such a place is like heaven where you can buy anything you want. seeing them happy, i'm becoming more and more determined. I didn't stop pushing through to that dream. But upon growing, I started to realize that success and happiness can't be together. When I was still far to that dreamland, when it was only a dream, we were so happy, life was so fulfilling. Each day is so worthwhile. And to my thought of adding more happiness, i didn't stop. And now that I am near, happiness, where are you? Now that a dream can be a part of my reality, why did you left me so alone? Happiness, where are you? Can you take me back to where we used to be? To a life far away from the dreamland? Would that still be possible?