Hola π,
I’m left alone,
No shield, no sword,
To fight my battles,
Which I have never known
No warning signal,
It happened so fast,
Adulthood is creeping into me,
With it’s problems and responsibilities.
How did I do?. Haven’t written a poem in a long while and this came out of nowhere. Point is Adulthood cones with unforseen issues. We were probably taught English and Arithmetic in school but not about the problems of life and I don’t think English or maths can profer any solution to the issues at hand.
I am going to be 18 in a few months and somehow this makes it relatable for me…. Great job!
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Thank you βΊοΈ. When is your birthday?
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Oh it’s in August
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Ok I’ll keep that in mind
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You may, thank you<33
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