Childhood poem I wrote ^^
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Difference
Just take one more step,
It's a step promising future,
A step away from being a child,
A step to adulthood,
A step to freedom,
Was what I thought when I was a child.
But now,
I wish that time could rewind,
That time could bring me back to the days,
Where I could be found playing on a sunny day,
And sulking indoors on a rainy one.
The flying little girls,
With superpowers I used to envy,
Was what I loved to watch when I was a child.
But now,
I obsess over those handsome young boys,
Who dances and sings their heart out on stage.
I chase after every single variety show they appeared in,
Listen to every song they produced,
Hoping that one day,
I'll meet them.
A smile would grace my lips
When I managed to write an A
On a piece of white papers with lines.
But now,
A frown appears on my forehead,
And it is to stay there for a while,
Till I finished those trigonometry questions.
"1,2,3," I counted,
While dancing to an upbeat tune,
Hands and legs all over the place.
But now,
I look at the clock,
Waiting for the minute hand to move,
Slowly observing how long
Before I am free of the stuffy classroom.
The nursery rhymes that were taught to every child,
Escape from my lips,
No matter where I am.
But now,
A pink earplug stuffed into the ear,
Playing a music that could bring one to tears,
All for the sake of the sombre mood,
Coming from the stress of the upcoming exams.
The laughter that never fade,
Over jokes that weren't even funny,
In a room full of toys.
But now,
Fear slowly crept up the heart,
The feeling of failure would eventually
Threaten to crush the heart in a heartbeat.
Parents used to give praises often,
Making me flip to the next page of the book
To continue colouring the black and white pictures,
In hope that I would receive another praise.
But now,
They dished out scoldings and criticisms as often,
My enthusiasm for studying hit the rock bottom,
Now all I want to do is to wrap myself up in a blanket,
And cry myself to sleep.
Friends were easily made,
With a simple gift of a sweet.
If they liked you,
They will grab it off your hands and gobble it up.
If they don't,
They would stare for a moment before walking away.
But now,
It's hard to tell who are friends or foes.
Rumours about you are spreading like a wildfire around the class,
To which nobody admitted the start of it,
And nobody came out to bring it to an end.
The wishes to grow as tall as a giraffe,
As strong as a bull,
As brave as a lion,
Was what I want when I was a child.
But now,
I just want to be a child again,
For I had realised the difference.
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