****
I don't know whether to be proud or weep,
when I feel these emotions skin deep,
I've turned sixteen,
And I'm slowly starting to fit in, into the world where I never thought I would,
I know I've grown taller than before,
but I'm still struggling with the problems a decade old,
Making me feel smaller than ever before.
YOU ARE READING
POEMS
PoezjaJust some random scribbles :) *Poems written from past, present, and further days to come. *Poem journaling.
