The things I long for
Don't fit me anymore
It didn't make me stronger
Like you said it would.
it Just hurt
I'm tired
I don't remember not ever being tired
Of being tired
Of being even more tired
Of just being
so no I can't relax
Because I was asked
To grow up too fast
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Author:
KACHOW (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this when I thought abt being forced to grow up quickly mentally and having to be so responsible at such a young age .
- Category: Sad
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- Users favorite of this poem: Ashleyakalb
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Comments2
Lovely poem sir, talks about things life brings ones doorstep atimes.
(we're all traversing life
at differing speeds
and levels of consciousness
try to remember
you need only do, what you can
no one can ask any more of you
not even yourself)
filter your life, as soon as you can
only keep those things and people
that understand you,
don't worry about being 'left alone'
if you can create a little space
in the world, where you can feel
safe
then soon, you'll start to see people
being attracted to your energy
and those will be the people
who'll be more likely to relate
to the you, you aspire to be...
(stay strong!
thanks for sharing such a relatable read)
Thank you !
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