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When I was a child

I dreamed of being old

I wanted to grow up

Because I was fed up

With those do(s) and don’t(s)

I’ve grown up now

But I don’t know how

These do(s) and don’t(s)

Are still with me

Like my shadow in a hot summer

Like iron under a hammer

Now I wish I were a kid

So that I can get rid

Of these do(s) and don’t(s)

And play again with my mates

To forget all about my fights

All duties and no rights

thanks mummy
yes and me too i wish i were a kid and play again with my mates
How it is beautiful childhood....................

Thank you sister fact that is childhood
*You mix between the past and the imagination

thank you for these wonderful letters
best wishes

Is it a song or just a poem?