As I step out of my teens,
I realise I had a life just like some fairy tale.
Everything was perfect, pure and covered under a veil,
Now it seems unclear and humans around me seem to be mean.

It bequeaths me immense pleasure to live my tale since a child I have been,
Yes I know, neither will time stop nor the direction of wind would change.
And happiness is far fetched and beyond my range
But as REALITY dawns upon, I will be strong with my views so keen.