The quest for survival The rich wants to become richer The poor wants to have a taste of wealth The foolish wants to be wise The wise wants to be powerful The short wants to be seen The tall wants to dominate Everybody wants to be felt
My anticipation for adulthood, All started when mama had power over me I wanted to have full control of myself I wanted to be in charge of my life In charge of my say In charge of my moves and stands These were some of my wishes And God had a way of fulfilling them
Daddy went away Mummy is old and ill I now have decision over myself and mummy I now take decisions of my moves and stands I am now in charge of my say I influence the decision of the meal I even influence that of where she goes I have power over my livelihood
But am I happy? Fulfillment of wishes and I want the past back I want to travel through time I want to go to when I never knew my problems I want to go to when I never had worries What will be served? The house rent? Then, I thought of how I would be now Growth comes with regret!
I wanted to be felt I wanted to be seen I felt I was tiny and inconspicuous I thought childhood was a limitation Please take me to such restriction Please take me to joy Please take me to Happiness And Please take me to freedom
For now I am free but as a slave I am happy but as a sadist I am joyful but regretful The burden is too much on me My head aches, it will explode Can I escape this pain and suffering now? If childhood is slavery to you, Please take me to childhood!