I suppose I can get around now
Have more freedom to go where I want
Is it what I want
Now that the option's open I maybe don't want to take it
I don't know if I'll make it
Will I
Could I
Should I
I'm growing up too fast
I let so much time pass
I don't want to
I don't to grow
Because that mean my parents will grow
And then slow
And I'll be left alone
Someone please rewind the clock...
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Psalms of a loved soul
PoetryAngry poetry. Sad poetry. Happy poetry. Bored out of my mind poetry.