"When will I ever grow up?"
Little me always wondered
About freedom to live on my own,
Celebrating a night out in thunder.
Wondered what it feels like-
Having Hangouts with close friends,
Laughing together at people we hate,
Wishing days without friendship bands.

"Am I actually growing up?"
Everything seemed to be so strange,
Things I ever wanted were getting so close,
Each step pointed at the tides to change.
I wasn't sure if it actually felt good,
Trying to be the best on the table
New experiences and new lessons
Life felt like the folks and fable.

"This happens when you're growing up?"
Thoughts were getting perplexed like a puzzle,
The mind was bothered by the feelings,
I was left with no one to snuggle.
Everything I ever wanted to have
Started to enter the life I've built
But I found no contentment with that
All I felt was sadness and guilt.

"Why did I ever grow up?"
This doubt will crucify me everyday,
But I'll learn to recollect my strength,
Each time I fall, I'll try to rise on my way.
Hindrance is the part and parcel of life,
Battling and winning, is what I'll learn,
Growing up gave wings but a weight too
Wisdom of life is all what I'll earn.

© KHUSHI