Wish I were a kid
Never knew anything
Nothing seems to matter
Everyday is a happy toy
How to? How can I?
Why are you laughing?
You talking to me?
Been living for twenty-six springs
My sense of perception full of minus signs
The road is long and winding
I stop when my legs hit life's devils
Will I? Do you mind?
What am I doing here?
You fooling around with me?
Lots of questions left unanswered
It's alright to be silly at times
At least I know I will be free
From hassles that remain a mystery
Childish? Ridiculous?
How do you know?
Where will I go?
Be a merry child
Need not give a damn to those eyes
Empty rigid rules that spoil the game
I can finally have fun again
Anymore? Does that matter?
No more question
I have the answer
Reason for writing:
Too tired of the mundane cycle in daily lives. Wish to be a child instead and be happy always.
Birth sign: Taurus
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