時の遊び場

時の遊び場 (Time's Playground)

In the playground of eternal youth, I dwell,

Five years old, in fanciful tales I tell.

Amidst laughter and cartoons, I find my retreat,

Sipping on milk, in pajamas so sweet.

Fuzzy drawings adorn my cozy attire,

A bedtime kiss, a guardian's loving fire.

But within this whimsical facade I wear,

Lies a truth, a secret, not easy to bear.

For in the mirror, a reflection unkind,

Fifteen in body, a paradox I find.

Stature grown, limbs stretched to the sky,

Yet a child's heart within, refusing to say goodbye.

A high school uniform, a mismatched sight,

With a monotone backpack, and stickers so bright.

"Do you not savor your childhood?" they chide,

In mocking tones, assumptions they confide.

Yet, in the classroom of innocence, I remain,

A primary scholar, with lessons to gain.

Misunderstood by those who judge at first glance,

A child in essence, trapped in an ageless dance.

So, let me revel in the playground's glee,

Where innocence and growth coexist in me.

A fusion of ages, a unique symphony,

For I'm a child at heart, forever free.