A while ago:

Just a while ago I was a little girl;

Now I feel grown up.

It happened in a spurt of time;

I couldn’t sense the onset of an epoch.

Childhood Innocence showcases as wisdom;

Echo’s of laughter coveted,

Carelessness, a sign of ignorance;

And those entire pranks seem puerile.

Frisky movements into elegant stance;

Emotions stand poised.

Fairy tales now termed surreal,

Practicality is ‘the art of living’.

Mistakes no longer easily forgiven;

Perfection is framed as 6/6 vision.

Certainty is out of notion;

‘24*7 work’! Duh..a stylish living.

Candidness is out rightly rejected

Diplomacy begets accolades.

Happiness cannot be travelled to

Don’t know why, sorrows seem so endless.

I used to live to see myself grow up

And now when I do, I feel it was better to be little.

Tall I’ve grown but I don’t feel tall

What an irony of the situation!!!

Someone correctly said.."U will never know when u grew up but as you do you will always know the difference."