Delusion yearning to be in a dream

Give me a false hope.. By saying it is still a dream.. In any language Even you are allowed to scream The smile which was not fake.. Even after making a mistake.. That widespread smile The loads of joy.. Are now only left as rememberance When despair was not allowed in entrance I want you to say that all what I'm facing now Is a dream.. Shout, gasp or scream But let me be in a dream Let me be in a delusion.. Maybe full of confusion But atleast it's better Like former from latter 'A long lost good time'... I can't forget When there was no regret.. Neither complains nor mistakes.. Were a part of my life 'Those days' which I'm missing now.. Praying for the 'present one' to be a dream And when I wake up.. It would be again 'that time' which was lost somewhere And 'those teachings of my elders' 'Those days' where I wished to let that time pass In order to get older and leave the category of being in a small class And now when finally left.. Feels like I'm not anymore blessed! In the hurricane of term called 'age' Maybe I left my home which I felt like a cage.. Has left me at the stage.. Where I'm begging to be in a delusion Want every moment which does not feels like part of 'those days' to be a dream!! Shout, gasp or scream.. But let me be in a dream!