Thoughts of a toddler

I am a toddler

Nothing I know matters
Only my tears, whether crocodile or human, has influence
And I will cry my lungs out until my wish is granted

That's their command

My heart will passionately be on standby, just in case I need reinforcement

At least, it will cleanse my system and keep me healthy
I am a toddler with giant steps

It will not take long for me to arrive safely into adulthood

I can't skip my teenage years either
If I get the chance, I will only catch a glimpse of my teen days and return to being a toddler

So to my kinsmen, kindly prepare your speeches
I can sense only the title has a pleasant feeling
The rest are bitter pills but I am not sick too
I don't want to choke
Please don't proceed with those long speeches about life

I know that when I grow up I'll swallow the pills anyway
But I am nurturing my courage

I am making attempts to stand on those tender feet

They will be as fit as a fiddle

And that will lead me on

I'll encounter the good, the bad and the ugly

But I am going to keep walking…

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