the fear of growing up the days have passed, too fast the years swirl around me like leaves in the afternoon breeze maybe it isnt so bad but growing up means to see things as it is to know things as it is and to feel things as it is maybe im too young maybe im not young enough to understand but im afraid of growing up.
i turned sixteen back in late march. it was the loneliest sweet sixteen because of the quarantine but i dont mind. it gave me time to think of things.