Streaks of black

Is there a certain pt in time where u see the world in streaks of black & white?

Not that it has become colourless,
but you had become so sure you know exactly what it's all abt.
It's also at this pt in time that you feel as if you're of higher moral standards,
that the world has become alittle too childish, the pple alittle nonsensical.
You can almost give it a shrug while walking away from the mundanity of it all.

Or maybe, you have indeed grown out of it
like a used-to-be-oversized pyjamas that has suddenly shrank to the size of your dollie.
And you wonder to urself, "I don't remember growing."

I don't think it's a matter of being jaded or the laspse of age,
more of a change in perspective, only this time you managed to catch hold of the transition.
And you tell urself, "hey, I'm growing!"

Do you remember the theme song of "Zao An Lao Shi" ?
For some weird reason, it started playing on my radio as I'm about to sign off.
Reliving it,
I can safely say, I still have the kid in me =)