So you’re all grown up
You’ve made it this far
You’ve left the house now
You bought your own car
Your feet have gotten bigger
Big enough for your dads shoes
Your mind is strong enough to meddle
But your feet don’t even reach the pedal
You say you’re grown up now
But you continually act like a child
Giving up after a short time
I’ve never seen you smile
You can’t take the stress
This world has bent you
Out of shape you decompress
You’re completely torn in two
But that’s okay
It happens to us all
It’s a growing pain
It’s the wake up call
Oct 6, 2023
Oct 6, 2023 at 8:17 AM UTC
So you’re all grown up
You’ve made it this far
You’ve left the house now
You bought your own car
Your feet have gotten bigger
Big enough for your dads shoes
Your mind is strong enough to meddle
But your feet don’t even reach the pedal
You say you’re grown up now
But you continually act like a child
Giving up after a short time
I’ve never seen you smile
You can’t take the stress
This world has bent you
Out of shape you decompress
You’re completely torn in two
But that’s okay
It happens to us all
It’s a growing pain
It’s the wake up call
Ahahahha I remember exactly the context I wrote this in. I like to imagine that most of the people who would read this also have a locked collection of their own personal poems. Sort of a little journal of little sonnets and limericks that aren’t meant to be shared. Anyway, this whole collection just comes from those. Those little shower thoughts that I take the time to jot down in my notes app.