Christmas didn't feel like Christmas
Neither did Halloween
The year has gone by far too fast
And I know what it meansSo, this is growing up I guess
So, this is getting old
My life is just passing me by
I'm watching it unfoldI miss my imagination
When the sky talked to me
She told me I had much to do
So many things to seeShe said I would grow ten feet tall
And dance among the trees
But life isn't like that at all
The sky lied to meInstead I've grown to hate myself
And care what people think
Slowly wilting mental health
I likely need a shrinkSoon my knees will start to hurt
But not from growing pains
My teeth will fall out one by one
My hair will turn to grayAnd as I'm sitting in my chair
Miserable and alone
I'll complain because its so unfair
How quickly I grew old
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Brain Goo: A Collection Of Poems
PoetryMy brain is filled with dirt and goo Some leaked out, so I'll share it with you