Enemies of the past
Wondering how long it will last
The fear of you I do not have
For you to think that is rather sad
You do not pose a threat to me
Someday finally you will see
The violence I have overcome
Apparently has not gotten there for some
We seem to be at different levels
With different scores, different settles
With no thoughts of friendship
Let me let you in on a little tip
The level of my maturity
A level where you don't seem to be
Where only now matters, forgetting the past
Because everyone knows the future is coming fast
Where being myself means more
Where i'm happy right down to my core
An acceptance of what i cant change
Seeing what i can at full range
Where bills are more than a task
Letting me know I have my own back
Where life isn't a game and people are not pawns
Where life is living with all the rights and all the wrongs
A mind I can control, A mind I can call home
Because being mature is about understanding not just being grown
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You voice great truth and you have astounding rhyme within this!
Well done.
Beautiful! Very well put. Your are strong, keep your head high and smile!
Congratulations on the level of maturity you have clearly attained, grindbaby! Strong poem, I especially like the last line, it speaks volumes.
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