" A Grown up Child"
"I'm a mess indeed,
Running after fantasies.
I get blind, I can't see,
Can't distinguish between these
Black, white, right and wrong.
OH I can't lead,
My way to the sacred thee!
I lost my focus.,
I can't breathe.
With this world,
How to deal?
Everything is different
Than it seemed"
There came a voice to me..
"You are growing up!"
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