I, a Grown Up

This is me grown up
How hard could that be? 
This is me 18 years later
Aren't I supposed to be free? 

This is me grown up
Is this not how you raised me? 
A character, an independent 
Is it too much? I'm sorry 

This is me grown up
Still doing things you would want me to 
Should I stop now? 
I don't think you'd ever want me to

This is me grown up 
Distorted and confused 
But you never know that 
I intend you'd never have to 

This is me grown up 
Life beating me up 
Sometimes you help me,  sometimes you don't
Maybe sometimes you should stop

This is me grown up 
Now built in with imperfections 
Do you still see your child? 
I wish you'd try to read my emotions 

This is me grown up
Not getting any younger 
But I feel you want me acting older
I hope you do not forget you've raised an actor

t. h.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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