YOUNG ADULT Poem: Oh, how times are not the same!, by Noorulain Junaid

Oh, how times are not the same!
So am I, so are you.
I used to be indifferent to my outfits.
Now, my stories say, “OOTD, looking fresh, looking new.”

Chocolate used to be my favorite flavor.
But you liked vanilla more.
Now, I like matcha, and yours is blueberry current.
That too, from a Pinterest store

Oh, how times are not the same!
So am I, so are you.
I started writing unfinished rhymes on a paper
But with time it morphed into something new.

So, I think it used to be better back then.
When we were held responsible for our moods
But now if we throw a tantrum, make a mess.
That is depression, anxiety, and stress.

Oh, how times have changed!
Oh, how times are not the same!
So am I, so are you.
But I think it used to be better back then.
And you think that’s how the world grew.
But who am I to blame?
You always liked it better.
When everything’s all new