Growing Up Poem by Nik Houghton

Childish, foolish and reckless
No direction nor destination
Lounges around but never really cares
Too self-absorbed and unaware

Oblivious of the crucial matters
No intention of learning its importance
A master of her own habits
But a slave of her weaknesses

Temptations attract her
Sins resent her
Attacked by humiliation and cruelty
But remains tricky yet withdrawn

Always failing but keeps trying
Acts careless but is actually refined
No concern for the real world
But terrified of its probabilities

No answer could ever explain her anxieties
but in due time,
She'll wake up
And finally grow up

(LB,2009)