Growing
Growing is like flowers
We need time to flourish
We reach like tree branches to our dreams
Creating difficulties of each coming new day
Juggling the bills and stress
Still knowing better times are to come
Filling the holes like dirt with adventures
Surviving the unknown
Not knowing what the future holds
We strive to achieve our dreams
Dealing with the difficulties of adulthood
Wishing to be a child again
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