Insecurities
Growing up is harder than it seems
Responsibility makes me queezy
Shuttering at the thought of graduating early
Growing dizzy at the sense of freedom
What is wrong with me?
I should be happy but all I am is frightened
I can't see myself without my friends
They're my support system
Without high school I have nothing
Maybe not nothing, but something would definitaly be missing
I don't have a job
I don't even have a lisense
I can't leave home, I can't grow up
I refuse to take the next step in life
And it's all because I'm scared
Scared of growing up
And scared of being left behind
by
jjxx1992posted on 10/05/2009
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