Coming of AgeA Poem by AllauraRoseI cried myself to sleep last night over this.... I need help.We all have a time when we must leave our nest A time when we must rise up from our mothers chest We try to stay home and try to protest This is the end of childhood and beginning of our lengthy unrest We must leave the place where we once dreamed A place where we and our friends once schemed But in the end that feels like a daydream Now adults, our childhood we have failed to redeem 10th birthday party feels like a life ago But you must go and be molded like dough To find what you believe and what you should forgo You sit thinking, tears in your eyes As you watch your whole childhood begin to die A new life has begun, and don't let it drift away
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2 Reviews Added on March 2, 2018 Last Updated on March 3, 2018 Tags: life, getting older, age, growing up AuthorAllauraRoseRaleigh, NCAboutA fifteen year old introvert who found a way to express herself. Some of my poems are okay and sometimes they are trash, just bare with me. I'm no Emily Dickinson, but I'm me. more..Writing
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