Growing Up

I want to tell you something, it's a little crazy to me.

I think I'm growing up, can this really be?

My chest is getting bigger, my legs have grown longer.

I think I'm growing up, my mind has gotten stronger.

I'm saving money for college, instead of buying shoes.

I think I'm growing up, why do I have the blues?

I've never had responsibilities, now I have many.

I think I'm growing up, I have to watch every penny.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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