I will turn 20 soon, Oh! Where did time fly to? Why is life rushing? I'm not ready to step out of my teenage, I feel like a child by heart. Twenty sounds like a big number, Like I'm supposed to have it all figured out, Like dreams must wear discipline, And laughter must learn to hush. I still believe in the magic of Little things, Like raindrops, pretty smiles and hearty talks, If growing up means losing that, Then let me stay nineteen a little longer. I wish I could freeze time, I never had that cliché teenage love, Never explored being a carefree child, Because I was always a little too mature, For the usual immature teenage years. I was always a good child, Listened to my parents and teachers, Gave my everything and studied my best, But I wish I enjoyed more than I did, Like every other kid who were naughty, In my dear old childhood days. Yet, twenty knocks gently, Whispering of new beginnings, Of love yet to find, Of stories waiting to be written. It's time t...