As You Grow Up

Someday, you will wake up,
Leaving swings and kite strings;
Learning lies and fake smiles,
With a bunch of questions
Clasping your young hand.

Their raised eyebrows,
Will search for a flaw,
Rather than your glow.
Behind stumbling words
And mumbling walls,
You will see them,
Peeking at the one you plucked,
Among scores you planted.

Soon,they will be seen,
In a million spying eyes
As you grow further,
Losing the child in you.
And that’s how
The wicked world
Welcomes you,
My darling.



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