Perfect Flaws and All

Raw, Unfiltered Thoughts


No one mentioned adulting can be a handful,
It’s not easy, neither is it a choice,
Learning to stand on a shaky ground,
Sometimes it feels like drowning.

I miss my childhood at times,
But also crave independence,
Sometimes I get overwhelmed and fall,
Yearning for the times when I had no responsibility.

My life has been a wild ride,
Trying to remember how to be a child again,
Life coming at me so fast,
Feeling the responsibilities.

A part of me is scared; the other part excited,
Having a taste of the real world,
Embracing the beauty of the unknown,
No longer too young to make adult sessions.

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