I'm still young, I know I have time, I'm probably not even a quarter into my life. Yet I feel like time is running out. I want to grow up, But not because I wish to throw out my childhood, To leave the safety of my nest, To jump into the open world. Truth be told I'm scared.
But for some reason I wish to age. To have a job, To live by myself, To try independence-
I want to fall in love, I want something more, More than ***** high school romance. I want life. I want to live.
And although now I feel empty, Hollow, Lonely, I know I won't be one day. Or at least I hope I won't be.