I hate growing up, I really do,
For all the things I said I'd never do,
I hate leaving parties late at night,
And losing things I once held tight.
I hate that I don't like the same things,
That once gave me joy,
I hate controlling my emotions now,
When before they ran free like a wild cow.
I thought that love was simple and pure,
And it would be forevermore,
But now I realize that's not the case,
And my heart, a fragile piece and replaceble.
I hate that life has become so hard,
The dreams I had feel so far,
I thought my path would be so bright,
But now my eyes lack the same sight.
I hate growing up, I really do,
But now it's time to face the truth,
I need to keep my life in control,
To make it beautiful and whole.
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