Am I Grown?

From barbies to iphones,

From bare face to makeup,

From ignorance to education,

From spending my parents money to not wanting to spend $7 on a shirt,

From carefree to constant worries about the future, life, and money,

From middle school to high school to college,

From not wanting to take showers to having a 5 step skincare routine,

From my teenage years to turning 20,

I may not look like it,

but honey, I am sadly grown. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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