After Growing Up
When I am growing up
The world makes up
For me,
Life is more colorful
Also life is more difficult.
The sweet run away from me
The bitter confronts me
It does not mean I hate growing up, or life
Even though these two make me lose naivete
To understand better this real world
When I am growing up
I know what responsibility is
I know how to take care of family
Ever I was young
I didn’t understand anything
Always thinking of myself
Now, I know that is called selfishness
I thank god for helping me until today
The dream I will achieveBecause I am growing up
When I am growing up
The world makes up
For me,
Life is more colorful
Also life is more difficult.
The sweet run away from me
The bitter confronts me
It does not mean I hate growing up, or life
Even though these two make me lose naivete
To understand better this real world
When I am growing up
I know what responsibility is
I know how to take care of family
Ever I was young
I didn’t understand anything
Always thinking of myself
Now, I know that is called selfishness
I thank god for helping me until today
The dream I will achieveBecause I am growing up
I believe this sentence "Life is more colorful", through the poem, I can feel what you feel.
ReplyDeleteHi,Girl smiles. This is life. Don't be sad. I am here with you.
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