Small Like The Big Boys.

Mon, 06/17/2019 - 17:09 -- Kawi

I can't tell if I'm growing up or just aging. Everything has changed yet I still feel the same. Stuck in the same old playground, but this time, I'm all alone. When my dreams began to change and wither away like my age. Then and there, I knew I was all grown up.

This poem is about: 
Me

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