And i miss the days ,when life was simple, one school dress and one odd pimple the bag was heavy, but the heart was light, when one toffee meant end of the fight, when the only concern was to get homework done, when cartoons were important than Netflix series, when there was an excitement to grow up, when mama's long hug was the cure, now lyf is a mess just too much noise, to hide or to cry,that's the only choice.... ©khan faika.. missing childhood
