With Age, Comes Maturity.

At the age of four

I was a child who did not know more

Eight arrived and I was a child who was aware of what the world had held

Soon twelve had hit

I became a hormonal teen who was oblivious and thought everything from the media was true

Sweet sixteen, and I was ready to take on the world,

I had the thought of a rebel and did not listen to anyone

Finally, eighteen hit me like a train.

I took on a job and learned more than I could in school.

The hardships that came with the job caved me from a rebel to an adult.

My persepective changed to that of an adult, and I took on bills.

The "real" world made me - a fool, into a responsible and smart adult.

To survive, is to fight an ongoing battle.