Child's Treatment
I couldn't wait,
Until the day,
That I would be that age,
Where I'm no longer a child,
No longer a teen,
No longer something inbetween.
I've turned nineteen,
And I've had enough.
Life is tough already,
Quit pushing me to be unsteady.
I don't need this child's play.
These talks that cause pity and pain,
Only push me further away.
Enough of this.
I'm done with this child's treatment.
Copyright © Shelby Wood | Year Posted 2009
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