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On Growing Up
Contributed by
lisa99460
on
Wednesday, 27th February 2008 @ 12:15:08 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I hold on tight to my past and step into the future Neither feels warm and neither feels right Stay put in the middle and I just become a waste So whos forcing this move on me overnight?
It was once so easy like 1, 2, 3 Id wake up, live life, sleep, and repeat Now the only thing keeping me from being me is me? Seems like all of a sudden my inner selves are forced to compete.
Home is where its at but I sure as hell cant be there And when I leave where do I stay? Where do I go? How do I know? Cause my body can travel but my mind just stays put Seems like I cant make my brain communicate with my foot
Once it was as clear to me as a diamond in the sky Guess they read the rules to me as a child and I signed em and agreed Not knowing that when I got here theyd knock me off my horse so high Cause Im not ready to choose and I dont know what I need
But as society accepts it the cycle never fails You live a life not knowing what it entails Until so soon you see that the end does not mean death But rather when they force you to use your own lungs to take a deep breath.
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2008-02-27 12:15:08] (Date/Time posted on
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