If only, I could press the rewind button
I would go back to my childhood days
To stay there forever-
Never wanting to grow up.
I’d enjoy the days
Uninterrupted by so called
Grown up worries and
Roam around carelessly.
Run behind a butterfly,
Laugh without a reason
Share the toy of the season
Happiness will brim in every small thing.
Need not live a complicated life
Relying only on hopes.
Drinking all the toxicity
In the name of maturity.
No pressure of being politically correct.
No ideologies to keep and follow.
Free from biases, judgements and
Microscopic examination of character.
Freedom from pressure of being an ideal.
A space to breathe and be truly yourself
That takes decades to achieve
After many a trial and error.
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