Growing

April 19, 2016

As you can tell I am growing.

Yet as i grow i shall fall.

I fell down today, again.

Tears in my eyes

Yet they will not fall, they blur my vision.

I try to wipe away the tears

Yet they will not stop, they start rolling down,

Kinda like a race.

One after another they come faster and faster.

After they dry up, i start to wonder

Everything you told me, was it just a lie?

A game to you?

I am growing,

yet i will fall down. But i shall get up.

I am growing

I am wondering

Inside i'm dying, but outside i'm smiling.

You make me cry

You hurt me.

You will always be in my heart

Yet i was never in yours.

This is a part of growing up darling.

I am growing.

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