As You Slip Further Away

Growing up can be just one disappointment after another.
Every day, there's another little bit of something we used to believe in that disappears forever. It comes from learning. As we learn more and more, the magic of the unknown starts to fade, even if it's just a little thing, like knowing the number stars you can see in the sky when it used to seem infinite.
As we get older, there's less to dream about and our imaginations start to fade. It's a terrible thing, to lose one's imagination; I feel it dying inside me every day.
I remember the day I first noticed it, a few years ago. To escape my reality, I tried to take myself to another place, far, far away, but I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't hold the images in my head like I used to.
Sometimes I wonder if there's any way I could get my imagination back. Or maybe this is just the way it's supposed to be.