I Am... A Paradox

I am restless
I am exhausted
I am content
I want to so much
I feel blessed
I feel cursed
I'm eager to be an adult
I don't want to grow up
I want to fall in love
I am afraid to give my heart away
My dreams are so close
My dreams are just out of reach
I am afraid to die
I am afraid to live

This poem is about: 
Me

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