It takes courage to grow up and be who you are,
Bravery as well which comes straight from your heart.
To know that this person is you,
It's kind of satisfying as you are no longer looking for clues.
I'm still in the process of discovering who I am,
I will soon but I'm a teenager so I don't really give a damn.
But when I do I know I will mature,
And I will to realise who my friends are for sure.
Just that bit longer now I have to wait,
But I'm living the roller coaster teenage life so I don't mind if I have to wait.
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Great write, really hit home with me. It took me a while, but I figured out who I was. Several years too late 😝
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