Adult

Days are passing,

We are getting older and older with every passing day,

Passing day I would say with every passing minute we are getting older,

We are trying to cope up with it, but r we built up for it?

Weren’t the older times simpler, plane to understand?

It was just surreal living; we lived to live our lives peacefully.

It was just food, play, sleep, cry and a laugh.

Somebody always there around to support you, guide you at every stepping stone.

But now as we grow up, we try to outpace time itself.

We try to swindle ourselves.

Now all of a sudden we want more

And more

Of everything around,

We just want more food, more pay, more sleep, more money, more name,  more fame

Above all we want more time,

More time to get more of more.

We are blindly running for the price.

At what cost?

What is the price all about?

We get selfish, try to reason our doings not sure if they are right or wrong.

Try to be nice and evil, double dress, cross dress with our inner mind.

Just to get more of all.

The society is growing on this venomous obsession like a creepy poisonous self eating vampire.

I fear we are about to eat ourselves inside out.

And I hope after eating inside out what remains would be a sweet tiny creature,

More child like,

Just wanting the right things in right amounts, nothing more

But is everybody up for it?