On growing up

I keep on thinking about teenage me,

because sometimes it feels like I am still sixteen,

and I know she would wonder why I’m not where I thought I would be,

but if she knew the truth,

she’d understand,

and still be proud of me,

because I grew up when I didn’t think I’d live to see

past thirty


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