Longing

My eyes hurt now, from the light of the stars of the night sky;
Which once used to be fascinating.
But that was so long back,
When I knew not was love and hate was.
Oh! So badly I miss those days,
When all I wanted to do was sleep all day, play, and then sleep again.
When friends weren’t so difficult to make.
But now in this hollow world,
Where people judge you by how you are rather than what you are,
I still long for those days when I knew nothing,
When I was still fascinated by the bright stars of the night sky.

— Srinidhi Bhat