Adults
I used to look up to them like knights in shining armor
Much bigger and stronger with everything figured out
One day in the distant future I will surely be like them
But silently and slowly that day has come to fruition
And the reality is much unlike my vision
I don’t feel smarter or wiser, but rather more independent
All on my own with no one guiding but myself and my morals
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