Growing up

My Blankie is my best friend

Through thick and thin

All the snotty noses and tears from my fears

I used to cry over things so small

Little did I know

I'd have to crawl before I walk

I did bad things in the dark

Lying to my mom

But now I can be real and say how I feel

Man did those hard feelings kill

Not everything deserves a reaction 

I still wanted to cry 

Hell, maybe even die 

As I got older, stress was on my shoulders

But I stay, I've come a long way

You experience heartbreak

It still makes you strong

I realize they aren't worth my time

I have better things to do

Wait for the person to come to you

Until then, I will continue to water me

Regardless, through thick and thin

My Blankie is my best friend

This poem is about: 
Me

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