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| Growing Up so many thoughts so many tears did that really happen then? were those really my fears? used to be that darkness terrified me used to be that i was the good girl and always listened to mommy now the years have gone by i want to grow up i want to be free but i'm held back by the child in me i'm striving to change but i just can't let go of who i used to be and what i used to know i want to live a different life one full of danger one on the edge but that good little girl is holding me back and telling me to behave i should get out more be with friends or try new things you know i'd love to just get away from it all and do my own thing but i can't be who i want to be because of my reality the one that keeps me in place and holds me back and gives me security stuff i don't want right now anyway i want to live i want to breathe i want to be crazy i just can't seem to find a way to express myself so all you see of me is a shell i'm caught between my innocence and a lifestyle of insanity somewhere there's a median that will let me be but how to find it remains a mystery so i'm stuck torn between childhood and 15 ~erika boal |
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