Being Young Poem by jasmine ware

I remember how being young was so easy,
I could play all day,
Sleep when I wanted,
Eat what I pleased,
I remember how I could do what I wanted,
And not get punished,
I remember,
how I was easily loved,
And easily listened to,
Now being young,
is like a fantasy for me,
Now that im older,
All I want to be is young again,
I spent so much time trying to grow up,
I never really realized that being young was so much luck,
I can always be young in my dreams,
But when I wake up,
Ill always be the same old grown up me