I still feel happy when I,
See a plane peircing the skies.
Leaving behind,
White lines...
And I still get scared when I,
See a cockroach flying.
I go mad in the bathroom,
Call my mother for the rescue...
Have I really grown,
Or just pretending?
All these past years,
I've been struggling.
To look like a grown up,
But have I really grown up?
I still cry sometimes,
But my mother never knows.
Cause now I cry alone,
Hiding my tears from everyone...
And I still dance like a kid,
I jump on the bed.
Watch those old cartoons,
And laugh like a walrus...
All these past years,
I've been struggling.
To look like a grown up,
But have I really grown up?
YOU ARE READING
Rhythm
Poetry#22nd rank in 'what's hot' 25/8/16 #24th rank in 'what's hot' 28/8/16 ACHIEVEMENTS: ~ Featured poet by @LivePoetsSociety ~ Fellow Feels (past name of the book) featured poem book.
