Drithi Neeraj

Drama Children


Drithi Neeraj

Drama Children

The Good Old Days

The Good Old Days

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I miss those days when,

All you had to learn was subtraction and division.

I remember those days when I didn't have to,

Stay awake till 3 am to get through.

No worries about getting into a good college,

Just study for improving your knowledge.

Didn't have to waste my weekends on boring projects,

Instead, play around and don't do anything complex.

I miss how naive I used to be,

Thinking my 5th-grade friends were going to stick with me through the years that were crappy.

Little did I know what's coming,

But I'm still excited to face all my forth comings.

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