Red Wine Spilt On White Carpet - inconsequential sentiments of the wasted youth

10 years ago life was simple,

10 years slipped through my fingers and down the gutter308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡULcyjOkTyJ

no more wailing on my mother's shoulder lamenting about the past

no longer embracing a devil-may-care facade

This is real, but reality has not come easy for me

for I've never felt comfortable growing up

Mostly because I did not think I would ever truly begin to live

Or have to maintain responsibilities

Or worry about financial stability

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Let this be my last dictation as a teenager

I will grow old

I will be happy

I will value and be valued

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I can’t bear to stay the same as I have done for years

This night I must change

I must grow

Too long I’ve clipped the leash on things I'm willing to let in

I must be hurt

I must be loved

I have to live

And leave.

Here I will stay,

With time eroding and contorting my skin

till I'm ill with the over-encompassing amount of knowledge I've absorbed

Aged and forgotten, but I will know

I always will know

That I have done something with my life

Have been someone beloved

So dearly.

Have written something so profound it’ll be a piece of me somewhere

Abiding long after I have left.

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I wasn’t supposed to grow old,

Never wanted to or thought I would

But here I am,

Sheer hours before the clock chimes 12 and my youth is forever dashed

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life has gone by so fast, and soon I’ll be dead or drowning in debt

But as for right now

I am alive

I am still breathing308Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRExmyFwaMA

No longer a child longing for an abode,

But an adult yearning for will.

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