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When I started making decisions on my own, That’s when I first realized, I was growing up.   When I applied for college, Left home and moved into the dorms, Set up several ‘back-up’ alarms,
Years ago, my youth escaped me I’ve seen it around through glimpse of what could be   Years ago, I became a grown up started paying bills became an expert on playing catchup  
Years ago, my youth escaped me I’ve seen it around through glimpse of what could be   Years ago, I became a grown up started paying bills became an expert on playing catchup  
I used to live in a place called childhood With the air so warm and the sunshine bright A dreamlike land that held no worries A place designed for curiosity, wonder, and flight  
The salt stings my eyes, As tears blur my vision. But I refuse to let them fall.   The skin on my palms now covered wih little crescent moons,  As the fear of losing you becomes real
The salt stings my eyes, As tears blur my vision. But I refuse to let them fall.   The skin on my palms now covered wih little crescent moons,  As the fear of losing you becomes real
Congrats you’re chronically ill Go ahead and take these pills Learn about your disease It’ll give you a lil ease Diagnosed with diabetes
I looked outside the window. It wasn’t pretty or serene Trees were bending, ducking for cover  and snow hit the ground with a scream. Unsure, I asked, “Is this a blizzard?”
I looked outside the window. It wasn’t pretty or serene Trees were bending, ducking for cover  and snow hit the ground with a scream. Unsure, I asked, “Is this a blizzard?”
I remember the time five of my friends and I used a monitor as a karaoke machine and blasted high school musical songs so loud that we could be heard from the streets below. We had colorful strobe lights going from
The short, sweet whistle of the bird wake me Gripping my pillow I wake up shakily What was I thinking, I cry almost shrieking I should not have stayed up all of that night I regret the night and wish I could light
Look Down On Me, as i look up to my dreams as i begin to start planning my schemes though for you, not enough it seems.   Bring Me Down,
I hold the broken pieces of my heart Every daughter needs her father  Life decided otherwise I can't stop but think its a dream Envy builds within me Looking back at that morning 
I sit, wondering who is watching me. I know they must see my every mistake. How is it this is all my life can be ? I don’t know how much more stress I can take.  
The shuttle bounces over a curb and We sway with the motion A sea of people Bathed in afternoon light Filtered only by the slight tint of the windows
Time flies by You're almost three Parents are happy, happy as can be You look around and start to smile For this is the life that is worthwhile
The Glow Up Scholarship Submission 2019 As I look back on my younger self, Elementary school – I was something else. The principal’s office, you could find me there, Trying to explain, acting like I cared.
First came humiliatingly loud pink papers that gracefully draped our front apartment door screaming , “EVICTION NOTICE” every day after school Then came doors kicked in
A glow up for me was havin’ the realization Depression was my setback, not my damnation I don’t think I ever grew up, but I definitely glowed And realized my sadness belonged in the commode
I remember you well, my Childhood friend. We played, danced, and sung together. We were hardly ever apart. I knew everything about you,  You knew everything about me.
It be like that You recognize you hear more than you see That life is fraught with He said she said
The grass beneath my fingers lilts Too fragile to hold Even as my sunshine tilts Too big but not too old   The world is a bath of colors Pressed against my breast The pretty shades of others
sitting thinking about who i was, i laugh mostly ammusmed, slightly shamed. sometimes i wish i knew what i know now but to learn and experience is half the game the other half is trying to stay sane
When I was a child I tried to live in a dome, I couldn’t fathom the convoluted questions of life, I placed myself inside a pretty pink bubble, Where only happiness, peace, and butterflies live,
Every year through the mist and Mao-tai the men rasp in hooded sinister tongues. The lazy Susan slows, a reprimand. Eyes lingering, quiet breaths still in lungs.
Starting University My future filled with uncertainty High hopes for my engineering courses
I glow and grow when I learn new things Like navigating new places I learn to live and mingle making friends And bonding with new friendly face Everyone will pay attention to hip new trends
I was in first grade when Before Christmas break I lost one of my papers That the whole class handed in Except me I was told I couldn’t leave Until I found it I went into panic
Head down in a book, Hiding my braces, Fearing they may look, Always so abrasive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Head high like a rook, Not afraid of their gazes, Have them by the hook,
Past meYou were weakyou could barely speak you were shy and timid and so meekEvery person you met you always had to please You grew up wrapped in your own anxiety They I love you's
I asked my mom why people could'nt get along She told me the world was pain For the birds and the bees won't respect each other  although they were told to love For the skies and seas envied each other
9-5
"9-5" by Julian Crockett   Sometimes Life feels like a drag I think I’d rather do without Sometimes everyone’s a nag I’ve gotta find a way out  
I’m not a kid anymore My school no longer has a playground That has a slide as long as the hallway to the door I’m not a kid anymore
Life used to feel like a game. Fun. Endless. Magical. But the more you learn, the more freedom you receive. Open. Endless. Terrifying.
A cold winter's morning And there stood I Facing my future Eye-to-eye   My rose-colored glasses Had lenses shattered My destiny uncertain My dreams tattered  
When I was a kid, I went through my "ugly duckling" phase. I had big teeth that didn't fit my mouth, but I had so much to say. My hair was huge! You couldn't tell me a thing.
I am all grown up Facing college and life's paths Wait, how does this work?
The feeling of his heartbeat through my sweater. 
I can clearly remember how I felt waking up on the 25th of September. A juxtaposed meloncholy  for a day that was supposed to be happy.    Eighteen I had been waiting  to feel a sudden changing
I am stuck in the age that you love to mock, but it wasn't my fault I couldn't stop the clock. Two thick braids have unraveled into soft curls, grinning crooked teeth turned to bright whitened pearls.  
When Did I Grow Up   You say, “I can’t believe how much you’ve grown up!”  “When did you get so big?” “Are you going to college?”  “What major are you interested in?”  
It’s a power Of comprehension The lowly feeling of age. Getting old is a line A line of steady discovery   First, it’s the listening Then it’s the babbling Then it’s the screaming
Arched and twisted—a feeling I still can’t describe, I lay there salt-soaked and helpless Seeking for a place to hide.   My name lingers on my teachers’ tongue: She will never succeed
I don’t remember my face looking that way; I don’t remember my eyes shining so bright; I don’t remember my smile being so stunning Or my face being so bright.  
I don’t remember my face looking that way; I don’t remember my eyes shining so bright; I don’t remember my smile being so stunning Or my face being so bright.  
We all have a story, Be it painful, joyful, or forgotten. We all had dreams of our futures, And they were probably discarded. We grew up, some of us too fast,
Our bones rot and decay  But not yet for me.  As I grow older, I consider my mortality. Time goes by and we don't care to acknowledge. Too busy trying to grow up And ship ourselves of to college,
A gold mirror always hung on my wall, I've never seem to think of it at all.  It was there when I lost my first tooth,  to the years of my bloom of youth.  As the years past  And went by fast, 
Age 3: You're like a tomato.  Age 7: Chubby and eager and adorable Age 10: Sleep alone. There are no monsters.  Age 13: Please just do it.  Age 14: Bye. Age 15: Nice to see you! We broke it! Do you trust me? 
She was just a little girl Not a care in the world Swinging on her swing of memories Wind through hair Sun kissing her skin Never thought this feeling would end   Now shes 19
She was just a little girl Not a care in the world Swinging on her swing of memories Wind through hair Sun kissing her skin Never thought this feeling would end   Now shes 19
She was just a little girl Not a care in the world Swinging on her swing of memories Wind through hair Sun kissing her skin Never thought this feeling would end   Now shes 19
Post it. Proof. Let everyone know. Im not who I used to be. It is not there if it is not shown. Did everyone see? How I have grown? The smiles, the success, the glee?  Hello? Did you know?
Take a breath, pause. Step back, pause. Am I okay? Sit at home wondering why, my body isn't like theirs. My voice isn't like theirs. It's like the world is,
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