I was a child,
Unknown to this world.
Flowers used to attract me,
Smiles cheered me up,
Everyone seemed good,
Everything was beautiful,
Even strangers were nice.
But now when I am an adult,
Known to this world,
Only thorns are there in the
plants.
Smiles changed into dangerous
Smirks.
Everyone looks suspicious,
Everything is dark,
Even familiar ones are now
wicked.
The world changed or
I was wrong when I was a child?
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