The Child In Me

I woke up one morning,
And looked at the mirror.
I looked back again,
Coz there was some error !!!



The face that looked back,
Did not look mine.
It was of a child,
No more than nine.



Looking at the face,
When I realized.
That all along,
I had been disguised.

Living a life,
filled with lies.
To know the truth,
Now my heart cries.



Lost in the world,
Of big words & big things.
Forgetting the pleasure,
That touch of love brings.




Being selfish throughout,
Looking for my gains.
While right by my side,
The world's full of pains.

Where is the world,

Of which I always dreamed?
Where all around me,

Smiling faces beamed.






All things that matter,
Come back to me.
When the child inside,
Looks back at me....