Coming of Age.A Poem by ElenaThere are sacrifices we all make.I have given up my life jacket, to drown in the depths of society; the world has demanded I taste the bitterness of 'real life' and 'responsibility'. I am an adult after all. I traded the bright yellow of joy for the stark navy of a business suit, and the possessions that accompany my prestige. I own quite a bit; just not the freedom from it. My parents are very proud. I have choked on the current of 'what must be done'; I have swallowed whole streams of 'it's better this way', so I could survive. I used to love breathing in deep, revelling in the purity of the air. Now it is taxable and government regulated. My parents are very, very proud. © 2011 ElenaFeatured Review
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Added on April 18, 2011Last Updated on April 23, 2011 AuthorElenaToronto, CanadaAboutInspiration feels like a flash of insight; tunnel vision focused on the light in your eyes. more..Writing
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