little child, little child...

Whenever life gets tough...
Whenever I'm feeling blue...
When I'm on the verge of quitting...
And I have lost all will to fight on...

Every time it happens
when I want to walk away from my burdens,
and rest... for good...

Like these times when I'm so down.
And I don't really know where I am,
and I don't know where to go,
and I don't know what to do...

But give up.

In a time like this,
I look at little children. Listen to their giggles. Watch their carefree runs. See them play.
How easy, how simple life is for them. All they have to worry about is their curfew and restrictions, and maybe learning to read for the first time.
How simple a child's life is.
How a day can pass by playing. Running. Watching TV. Chasing friends in tag. Hiding from them in any creepy little space in hide and seek. Kicking foot ball despite not knowing if it's football you're playing.
Drawing cartoons... and in my case, writing songs too.
I used to write songs when I was a child. But now when I expect to be more productive at it, I write none.
A child's life is carefree.
That's why I envy children.
How I wish I was a child again, sleeping in the arms of my mother again, hearing her hum those sad notes again.. she used to sing me to sleep.. funny now how it used to make me cry. Funny now that's the only thing that makes me cry before.