When I was a childA Poem by Jon Roggie
When did I grow up?
I act like an adult, but wonder. It was all supposed to make more sense. Innocence is confused for being naive. Naive to try to hold onto innocence? I look at the world around me, and I see a child reaching. How can I not try to be an adult?
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Added on May 2, 2016 Last Updated on May 2, 2016 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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