Most writers know the ending before they even start.
But all I do is wander with nothing but my heart.
Don't know where I am going but maybe that's okay.
I'll just take it day by day.
I would hate to know the end of it.
Though I am scared I must admit.
Cause sometimes growing up is scary.
All the burdens you later have to carry.
I don't really know how to say it right.
It's just sometimes I worry late at night.
Someone one told I was scared of growing up.
Well maybe that's true, maybe I wanna stop.
Forever young would not be so hard to do.
But I'd probably hate it too.
When you're young the pain just feels worse.
Being young is both a blessing and a curse
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