Older

What's it like being older?

Do you still play games?

Do the responsibilities feel like boulders upon your shoulders?

Do you stand up for yourself, or take the blame?

Do the insecurities add up?

How is your self hate?

Does romance end up as poison in your cup?

Do you have to be "good" in order to reach Heavens Gate?

I wish I asked these questions as a child

I am an 18 year old girl who is scared to grow old

Should have actions that were less irrational and wild

Should have been warm and loving, and less bitter and cold

Now I'm sitting here, filled with pain and regret

Hopefully as I get older, I'll learn and forget

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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