I am 2 Something...

I look here and there,
All my friends have their kids eveyrwhere!
"Oh Gosh! What has happened! " , I drool,
To this world I was new,
When two candles I blew,
And now I sit here and blink,
Reminscing my past life as I drink...

I try running away from there,
"People will guess my age" , I swear,
I do not want to grow up,
But did God even give me that option?
Suddenly I hear a scream,
"Aunty", Do you want ice cream?!"
Wide eyed..mouth drooling..staring right at me,
Was this Little Devil who is dare enough to call me Aunty!

I shoo him away,
But I knew this truth I couldn't sway,
I am growing up,
And however hard I try to confuse, camouflage and lie,
This truth I cannot deny....

I look into the mirror,
Is that me I wonder?
Wrinkled and a little old,
I stare at her with eyes cold,
I have seen her before,
She does loook familiar,
"Ahh" I say to myself,
That's my mother....

I chuckle to myself..
As I pour my medicine in my cup..
"I do not want to grow up.."