Why Did I Grow Up??

Sometimes I think "Why did I grow up?"

I was good as a child

As care taken of me now is too mild.

When every night was dark,

My mother used to park,

Inside my imaginary castle,

And told me I was immortal

Whenever my candies cherished me,

My father embarrassed me

Saying,

"Your stomach is having a party tonight

And soon your clothes will be getting too tight."