Growing
Growing up isn't growing up,
It's incredible all you are told.
Unburying untruths you've been sold,
Separating your social form.
You should stray a long way from the overlay,
To give your mind a chance to be uncontrolled.
Growing up, is developing striking,
Do it speedy before you're old.
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