Went through the book of my past,
was a long time since I had opened it last.
Wasn’t like before, some pages had torn,
with tears in my eyes, I realized the time had long gone
Read the lines written by my friends,
tried to remember those wonderful days.
Had a memory of those days like the scent of fresh paint,
Caring, loving, playing, learning, and fighting-how we went
Crowned me with a name at that time,
Never I liked it when they teased me time to time.
Now I try to remember calling me with that name
Though I still hate that name, my nick name
Everyone, in my book, had advised me to be good,
I’ll go forth and do what I need and should
Miss you all and hope to meet you soon,
Coz the world’s so small, but wonder how you look