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Feb 2012
Sometimes you realize that you are not only wrong,
But you royally ******* up.
You realize that the things that are important to you now,
May not be so important later.
You realize that one day you may give it all up,
But you’re not ready to think about it.

You’re not ready to grow up and let go of childish things,
But you’re old enough to judge others.
You can’t decide what to wear,
Yet you think you can run your own life.
You’re too old for this,
But too young for that.

Just realize…
There are times to fight,
There are times to give in.
Times when you must choose,
To live by your own rules.
Or the ones set up.

And when you realize,

Your life might finally be your own.
8.2010
Written by
Julie Grace
439
   --- and Claire Ringen
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