Who or what I am,
I will never know.
Dream to be a child
Never want to grow.

Living in the world
Of ice cream and shakes;
Smudging my face with
Puddings, pies and cakes.

Spending the whole day
Beneath open skies;
Running with my friends
Catching butterflies.

Kites, swings, bicycles
Toys, innocent lies.
Love, hugs, kisses and
Mother’s lullabies

In my heart I know
this is just a dream.
Have to face this world,
Cruel it may seem.