I wish I can be like Peter Pan
Who never grows tired or old
I wish I can have all that I want
Without having to pay for them
I wish for the days when
It was young, pure and carefree
I wish I can turn back the hands of time
And relive the good old days once again

I know I’m not good at making poems, and it doesn’t take a genius as to what these words imply. Sigh. Its one of those days, I guess..