My Life's Cure...

I don’t know when life became like this,
My memory gives me a miss.
I feel I have lived in this misery forever.
Is it true that I won’t forget it ever?

Throughout my life I dreamed so big,
Chased my dreams with all my might,
But what became of my plight.
But when did the maps lead me wrong,

When did the tunes change the song?
Sometimes I feel so alone, so low,
And the tears are also hollow.
I miss being a part of my past,

I miss being a child at last.
So free was my soul,
Not empty as a hole.
Then what has changed over these years,

Why doesn’t happiness ring my ears?
Is this the cost of being mature?
Would I ever be able to find a cure……….