When we were little, we mimicked being pregnant by stuffing our stomach with clothes; then we grew up and took to abortion when we became pregnant.
When we were little, we stuffed our chest with clothes mimicking big boobs; then we grew up wanting to have breast reduction.
When we were little, we piggy- backed our dolls and our pillows; then we grew up to find piggy- backing a baby burdensome.
When we were little, we wanted to cook so desperately using empty metal containers (komkom), flowers and even made imaginary fire; then we grew up to find the kitchen uninteresting.
When we were little, we increased our age because we wanted to grow up fast; then we grew up backdating our age because we do not want to grow up.
When we were little, we mimicked being joyful mothers who treated our peers, plants and chairs as our children; then we grew up to discover that bringing up a child isn’t a walk in the park.
When we were little, we mimicked the way old people walked, but now we are too afraid to even have a strand of grey hair.
When we were little, we played, we laughed and we bonded; today, “it’s every man for himself”.
If you ask me what I want to become today, I simply want to be that innocent child I once was.
Who else feels like me?