Days like these.

I used to be a friendly kid.
When i was young, i found myself a friend at the swing of a playground near my home.
We swinged and giggled and bickered and cried. together.
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I used to be a naughty kid.
When i was young, i screamed at my parents as if i was a tyrant.
We fought and squabbled and debated and killed. always.
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I used to be a useless kid.
When i was young, i hid all my books under my bed and pretended i have nothing to study.
We nagged and persuaded and tuitioned and threatened. fruitless.
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I used to be a selfish kid.
When i was young, i ate all the delicious food on the plate and left everyone else hungry.
We stewed and grilled and steamed and fried. pointless.
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And now, i miss the friend i knew at the swing.