Being an Adult

We all wished to grow up early in our childhood 
But now we realize
Being an adult is quite difficult 
When you enter in your eighteen's
The light of people's hopes becomes attached to yourself.
Keeping things locked in the heart. 
Surrender your loneliness to different kind of thoughts
Putting the wishes of others above your own
Letting go all of your childhood desires 
Crying out in silent without letting other know.
Letting go of what we were used to and moving on with something, you are not. 
Year after year
Life is so similar and flat every year without  excitement but it changes secretly
And added numbers to our ages
Growing up is not an easy tast, but Hard enough to survive 

  • Author: Aruma (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 21st, 2022 02:45
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