what i want
When I was 8
i wanted to be 18
i wanted more freedom
i wanted to grow up quickly
get a job, make a lot of money
i never thought to think for a second
about responsibility, life would be easy
i thought to myself, but little did i know that
it was all a trap to escape my reality and problems
i was too small to realize that i am more free than i will
ever be. Now am 17 and all i wanna be is 8 again, but not really.
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