Losing Time

Losing time is like losing thoughts.

Losing time is like losing love.

Losing time can be like losing the dots,

that are bright and high above.

 

 

 

Growing up can be really hard.

Growng up can be really tough.

Growing up can leave you scarred,

and more than a little rough.

 

 

 

Moving away can make you sad.

Moving away can make you scared.

Moving away is never bad,

because your friends are always there.

 

 

 

Going to college is something new.

Going to college is something open.

Going to college is something only a few,

the ones who can afford it, have chosen. 

 

 

 

Soon you'll be meeting new people.

Soon you'll be planning a new life.

Soon you'll see the whole wheel,

that makes up you and I.

You might get married or get a dog, who knows? It all depends on you, and where

you're going.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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