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Aug 31
Sometimes things have no lesson
We just have bad actions
That don’t develop us
And all my intentions
Regrets and redemptions
Aren’t enough
I guess all that I want is to not grow up
But I know I can’t stay this young.
Don’t I resonate with my friends anymore
or they just know me too much?
Because all the people who have known me before
Know parts of me i don’t wanna hold
I spent all my years wishing not to grow up
I guess I can see now how that was immature,
We care too much
Until the bad things end up
Not being what we worried in the first place
Then life makes us learn
We’ve been getting it wrong
Living isn’t something worth being afraid of
Amy Herech
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