When I was young, like a doll
Laughing, crying, jumping
and nodding like in automation'
The world around me was
confusing and too complicated
to understand for me
A kaleidoscope with a multitude
of colors changing shapes and forms
The people around me were loving
laughing, caring and doing something
To make me happy
When I grew up, the world around
me too grew up and my confusion
multiplied; complications increased
There were people around me
just to tell me what's not to be done
and I wanted to go back to my childhood'
When I was in my teens, I was happy
To see the world around and the
Things I could do...I was not worried
About those around me and their
chanting the things to do and not
I did what I liked and did not do what
Others told me to do'
I wanted to make the world
Kneel in front of me and to become
A knight to conquer them all...
My dreams were a chariot with
Seven horses and there was no
Limit or territory which I couldn't traverse
My imaginations were a magic bowl
With my mind as the gene and there
Was nothing which I could not do
When I grew old, thinking about my past
Made me laugh which filled my eyes
With tears, not of joy'
But I finally realized that, what a
Fool I was from the beginning.