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They say that -apparently- I am a grown up. Sit straight Stand tall Wear this Don’t fall. Do this Not that Try this Try that I thought I was a grown up Well, they say that too But really -not apparently- I am a child. Fail test Take track Room mess Hunchback. Street food Another book Random mood Weird looks I wonder why they name us so, With titles so bizarre And scary Because -in truth- we are all children with blackened hearts. We hurt ourselves And each other. I Love my sister, And I Love my brother. Sorry heart Angry smile Bad start Hard trials. I am child. Nothing else Maybe a grown up But mainly just myself.
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
Grown Up
They say that -apparently- I am a grown up. Sit straight Stand tall Wear this Don’t fall. Do this Not that Try this Try that I thought I was a grown up Well, they say that too But really -not apparently- I am a child. Fail test Take track Room mess Hunchback. Street food Another book Random mood Weird looks I wonder why they name us so, With titles so bizarre And scary Because -in truth- we are all children with blackened hearts. We hurt ourselves And each other. I Love my sister, And I Love my brother. Sorry heart Angry smile Bad start Hard trials. I am child. Nothing else Maybe a grown up But mainly just myself.
Be yourself. Age doesn't always define your actions :)
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
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