Growing Up Poem by Jacqueline Trevejo Rubio

Growing Up



I don't know what to write,
Except
My discontent about life

When I was a child, I thought
Growing up
Would be fun

And now,
As an adult,
I find myself wanting to be a child again
How funny.

The logic


Is sometimes contradictory.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life,logic
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