Back in the days
When I was a teen
I was carefree
Happy and noisy
Almost all day
I mingle and play
Not minding
What people will say
I was unrestrained
Shy but impulsive
Trying anything
Unfazed, unafraid
I was childish
I was immature
I was prideful
I was cheerful
Now its different
Ain't like what I used to be
More careful, less bold
Often thinking of the unknown.
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Of Flowers That Withstand Storms
PoesiaA book that tackles human experiences, behaviour, ideas and sentiments and expresses it through poetry and creative writing.
