Used to play Pretend

If I could figure myself out

I would have told you all by now

I would have told you about my experience

In which in my case is none

When I was a kid I wanted to be an adult

It was this thought of being able to do anything -

Not having someone tell you what to do

To have this thing that would get you what you wanted

Who knew that as I grew older,

I'd become a shell of my former self

I don't want to be out-going,

When I do nobody wants me

The closer the date gets -

The more I'm filled with Fear

I care far too much about what people think,

I can't stop that

Author's Note

"Wish we could turn back time, to the good ole days. When our momma's sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out." Twenty one pilots - stressed out the song that inspired this poem

Reviews

[ANTO]

The world can't wait to dump all over 'fresh meat' if you will. Only when we have rushed to grow up do we see the avalanche of crap heading to intercept us and we brake like crazy and even try to reverse (the yearning for simpler times). Reversing grinds the gears and fooks us up and guess what...? We STILL get hit with that avalanche of crap anyway. lol
Great piece Abby.

[Willard Wells]

As we get older our fears can change us as we fear what others may think of us. Only when we accept who we are and can step away from others views can we truly be real and no pretend. Nice writing. thanks,

[Jamestown]

Well written and expressed!
much truth in this fine write:)
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!