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 To do
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.
