Growing up feels strange sometimes
Like out growing a favourite song
But still knowing every word
The world askes you to be certain
While you're still learning who you are in the mirror
Yet little by little through scraped knees
Late nights and changing dreams
You become someone your
Younger self would look at with wonder
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Author:
S . V . R (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about Growing Up
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