Those spectacles.

I - Human race

I was born pure and pious.
I was raised with Love.
I used to smile at every stranger.
I used to laugh for silliest reason.
I was free, just carefree.
I had nothing, but i had everything.

WEEK PASSED, MONTH PASSED AND YEARS PASSED..

Now,

I wear spectacles, a layer to see the world through.
I am contaminated.
I feel hatred everywhere.
I frown at every stranger.
I suppress my laugh and named it maturity.
I am not carefree instead careless.
I have everything, but i have nothing.

NOW I THINK LESS AND PRETEND MORE...

If someday and sometime i can think for a while,
I will know..
World is same, wind is same.
Spectacles has changed.