Fuelled by my innocence br I was on my way to the adulthood. br I had my own pace br I never hurried and br I never wanted to. br Some people around me br seemed to have found that br I was too slow and decided to speed me up. br It was an unexpected night. br (Otherwise I would have fled) br I know, a rough footstep, br the stench of whiskey and br a pair of rocky hands br drained my fuel and speeded me br up to the adulthood. br I grew up to realize br that Death is deliverance br and growth is fatal.