Is this what growing up is about?
Realizing there is no eternity, no certainty, no room for promises,
Only maybes, what if's
and we can only promise to do our best in the situation
Perhaps it's about the changes
Change is the only certainty
And living with and despite it
Losing security, and be okay with it
To feel five and twenty five within seconds.
Just let it wash over and let it be.
Struggle along the best we can
block out the noise of failures.
It's a choice between ignorance or floundering in the dark...
I'm not sure I want to grow up.
Let Imagination Possess A Pen, And What Results Will Be Beautiful
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