I failed.
I didn't realize how much strength it entailed.
I never really tried not giving in,
I broke a promise, committed a sin.
I've changed so much,
But that's all hush.
No one really sees,
Exactly how they've affected me.
I cut my hair, I've changed my clothes,
But I'm still me for all they now.
I've changed my ways,
Though I still cry most days.
There's still a lot more of me that I must discover,
And I still hope to find myself in another.
Loves not really my number one,
But I want to feel it like I feel the sun.
Warm and nice, but I don't want to get burnt.
I don't need anymore reasons to be hurt.
'Cause things just get to me,
It's not who I want to be.
But don't worry,
I'm in no hurry.
I'm still planning on living,
And I'm working on forgiving.
I still struggle, and I still feel,
But I'm strong enough to put up my shield.
I don't want to grow old, but I won't die young.
Not until my song is sung.
YOU ARE READING
We All Grow Up
Poesíai started this collection of thoughts and feelings before i had really grown up. legally i'm supposed to be grown up now, but i'm still writing. i think it's going to be a long time before this collection feels complete, and i feel grown up.
