An age you write letters to....

Looking at the trend, I laughed..

letters to my 25-year-old self, they said,

Letters of regrets, and opportunities lost,

Letters of hope, and things to accomplish...

But no one knew, 

how it was to be 25,

or how it will be to be 25...

Well, no one, no one except me,
The 25-year-old self!!

And let me start by saying,
I am not easy to be...
At times, I am a child in an adult's body,

Other times I am an adult,
trying to keep the child in me at bay...

At times, I feel like I have the world at my feet,
there's nothing I can't do,
The other times, I am a sad depressed soul,
who thinks, there's actually nothing I can do !!

At times, I am beautiful, smart, sexy and witty,

Other times, I am someone's who's going to die alone with cats by my side...

I am caring, forgiving and noble,

But at times, I am just a biatch ;)

25-year-old self solely knows,

how it is to be,

and no matter how many forecasts & letters it recieves,

it is going to be the same old confused idiot,

making some stupid mistakes,

just to feel good about it later on...

It is really unfair,

to put so much of burden on it, to expect so much out of it,

to call it the year of crossroads and decisions!!

Let the 25-year-old be I say,

an age to make mistakes,

to conquer the world,

and crib about a broken heart...

Let the 25-year-old be I say,

An age you write letters to,

when you are 12 or 50 !!