Goodbye to those glorious days of play,

Goodbye to the childish innocence.

Goodbye to you sweet children of my childhood,

For I don't know if time will wear away that sweetness,

And make you something twisted and hateful, especially  towards me.

~*~

Have you ever hated growing up? Vexed with certain nuances of teenage or adulthood? Have you ever thought "life was easier when I was a child and didn't have much to worry"? 

Cause if you did, same🙌

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P.S: The next poem is going to be my 50th one! Any requests/suggestions?