Gracefully Growing Up

Growing up is tough.

Requires a lot of self-

Trust

Often times 

You can misjudged 

Situations 

Where there is 

False love.

False passion.

But taking L’s 

In a mature fashion;

Is the difference 

From being a kid 

that would have

thrown

A

Full-blown tantrum. 

 

Adults say jargon 

Like

“Life is not fair.”

A kid would respond 

“I don’t care.” 

Although,

As an adult 

You’ve been there.

Whether it’s

Holding your

Tongue 

So you won’t 

Set fire to your 

Career.

Or putting 

In all the effort

And 

Receiving 

Nothing

for it.

 

Simply, 

Growing up has

You enjoying 

The little things 

In life.

Like a nap,

A snack,

And a new

Fanny pack.

This poem is about: 
Me

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