Proud
I realized I was grown
When I no longer prayed.
I figured out, that I
Didn’t need God's hand and
That I didn’t have to
Impress people that aren’t
Me. I figured out that
I only needed to
Appreciate me.
I realized I was grown
The moment I knew that
I only needed me
To make myself happy.
I found out that I just
Needed to make me proud.
I realized I was grown
When I knew no one else
deserves to revel in
my hard work other than
me. My hard work isn’t
for anyone but me.
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