How i wish, if i were a newborn,
Would shriek for love when my mum seems gone ,
Will never acknowledge the depth of mourn,
Always be advised and forewarn.

How i wish, if i was four ,
Someone would always play along when i bore,
None would dare to awaken sore,
Love was poured in pure to core.

How i wish, if i was seven,
Home was felt as if heaven ,
Thrills bloom if were awake till eleven,
Sweet words and breakfast is how my mornings
would brighten.

How i wish, if i was ten,
To shower in everything that i yen,
Honest cheers that came by when i ran,
The silly dances and bad voices always had fan.

How i wish, if i were in my teens ,
Most outings excited me to put on my jeans ,
Partially learned what relationship means,
A never ending drama with exciting scens.

How much i simply miss those old days,
As they are now just settlement in my head,
Adulting has miseries in various phase ,
Learn to face them and not drown instead.
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