When we were young, we all used to live life to the fullest.
Laughing at those jokes which we call PJs now
Living with friends with whom we stopped talking or talking less
Coming to our home, the first we used to do was tell our parents every minute detail about the day in school
Which we’re not doing any more
A time when we used to look dreamily everywhere
Where everything that seemed so natural was somehow magical
A world where we were the heroes, where we used to drown ourselves with goals like “I want to be an astronaut, I want to fly/ swim, or had a superpower”
What happened to all of this?
Well, Let’s just say that we just let the child die inside of us slowly
And finally buckle up ourselves to the truth which everyone believe they’re in today
But is this truth making us happier and pleasant everyday or
Is it making the child suffer even more?
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