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All grown up

by caroline-ward

What I hate most about being grown Is in your life, you're all alone When you're sad, and down and blue There is no one there to comfort you And when the world seems big and wild You have to face it, you're not a child No ducking behind the covers, scared You're an adult. Why aren't you prepared? When bad dreams strike in the dead of night Who is there to ease your fright? Is there a manual that I've mislaid Because all I am is a little afraid This adult life is not for me I've had it with responsibility I think I'll build a blanket fort Stay hidden inside, never caught short Come fetch me later, when I'm ready to live adult life without my teddy.
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Nov 13, 2016
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