Not Done Yet
It all started not too long ago
I had barely just become a big bro
As I practice this ridling
I think about my siblings
How I cared for them
And how I love for them
The responsibilies of a big bro made me who I am
At that moment I was no longer little, I was a grown man
From changing their diapers to making them lunch
I realized that I have grown very much
I used to play video games all the time
And realize something as I continue to rhyme
Growing up isn't just physically growing
It's learning to take action instead of moaning
Growning up is becoming independent
And still I am not done yet
I take on responsibilities and do what I need
I set the example and take the lead
So I guess you could say I have grown indeed
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