a Time, Gone

its a a poem about growing up. I wanna ask why we grow up?.

A small "me"
I used to look in the mirror
Eyes full of dreams
A bright face
and perhaps an innocent heart too
Anything that appears trivial today
Triggered a smile
"a smile" I forgot when i grew up
Small incidents
Worthless to many
But worth another life to me
Made me grow up
Walking on the streets
With friends by my side
With no big expectations from this big wide world
No evil in my then "pure heart"

But now i have lost
In the mist of time
My heart ,no longer innocent
My feelings perhaps contaminated
Even Tears not pure
I walk
I walk in a style
A fashion
I didnt know
When i was small
I no longer walk for myself
I walk
Because i wanna show this world
That i can walk and keep pace with it

Thinking of my past
I cry
I cry coz i want to be a child again
I want to have a hearty smile again
I want to be innocent again
I want to live my life again
i wish i never grew up

Guys , I will try to be a child again
I will definitely give it a shot
I would try to bend time
If possible, You try it too.