Life is not easy,
there is so much to learn
You think you have something down,
then it changes and ups away...
Some people get more practicals,
some study hard and long
But my journey keeps on growing
It makes me bittersweet
The more I learn,
the more I am filled
But the more unsure I become
A child's fear becomes an adults life
My old tears salty with rust
So, were am I now?
Who
Is
Me?
Please
Enough is enough
Remember the lost innocence?
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