when i was growing up,
life seemed soo good,
i couldnt wait to be grown up,
but i misunderstood,
at school i could never settle,
i felt so out of place,
i would try to make myself fettle,
to not look them bullies in the face,
but look at me now,
say whatever you want to me,
and i will not raise a single brow,
you cant phase me,
i am a grown up now.
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