Searching

Have you ever wondered about something, and the more you found out about it, the less you wished you knew?

Like if you sat and looked for God, only to find out that He did not exist? Knew it for a fact. Would you rather go back to the way you were before? Remaining blissfully ignorant and wondering if maybe there was a God that loved you and had a plan for you? Or would you rather keep your knowledge, secure in the fact that nothing bad you did would matter?

Sometimes I wish I was still a child, still that innocent; I feel so jaded now. I know the world, I know people. And nothing is as good as you once thought it was.