I don't want to climb the stairs!

I am feeling a bit grown up from last few daysL I feel mature and kind of an adult! Though I am trying hard to ignore and overlook these feelings by listening to Bryan Adam’s evergreen # 18 till I die! But even that is not helping me this timeL

I wrote few lines based on these emotions:

I feel like standing at the half way of life,

I feel like being in the middle of strife...

I wish I could go back in time,

But something keeps me pushing upstairs to climb...

How badly I wish to go downstairs far from worries,

But when I look back, there is only a fog of memories...

How badly I resist climbing upstairs,

Where I will have to witness life’s mature face...

I wish I could go down and live my childhood days,

Which were filled with all the colors apart from grey...

I just do not wish to reach the end of this passage,

‘coz I don’t know who all will remain with me in this voyage...

I wish these stairs to be endless,

I don’t wanna face what’s there at the end to witness...

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