As you age, you change roles and the
responsibilities mount up day after day and you feel like there is no air left
for you to breathe in. This has been
talked about for ages, how as we grow up we lose the joy of being a child, of
seeing beauty in any simplest of things.
If growing up means looking all serious and not
smiling or laughing loudly then screw it! I don’t want to be a grown up!
If growing up means not playing hide and
seek with the neighborhood kids, then I
don’t want to be a grown up!
If growing up means showing no emotion when
someone in higher position insults you or annoys you, then, no I don’t want to
be a grown up!
If growing up means nodding your head to the words of your boss no matter how
senseless they are, I don’t wanna be a grown up… Ever!
If growing up means looking at the rainbow and
saying ”yeah that’s a rainbow” with no
scream of joy, then Hell No! I don’t wanna be a grown up!
If growing up means not slipping into the pit of sadness and not shedding tears, then no I dont wanna be a grown up!
If growing up means living in fear of consequences, of future, of failing, of losing job, of losing reputation, then I refuse to be a grown up!
If growing up means living in fear of consequences, of future, of failing, of losing job, of losing reputation, then I refuse to be a grown up!
I fear losing a dear friend to misunderstanding,
of losing a loved one to time, of losing an experience by being too careful.
I would
rather climb up the shaky ladder feel the exhilarating view for just a few
seconds, fall down and hurt myself than
just be safe. “It’s better to have loved
and lost than to have never loved at all”
I would rather “Stop and Stare” the wondrous
world of nature than to attend a stupid
meeting on time. I will come up with an awesome excuse later, because I AM
ALIVE!
