Grow?
I am seventeen now, in two months I will be eighteen
I will be voting for my first time this year, what a year to be able to vote
I feel the pressure of my whole future crashing down on me with every decision I make
I will no longer have my youth to blame my mistakes on
If I make a mistake now I will simply be seen as ignorant, not naive
Somehow being seen as an ignorant child is more appealing than being seen as ignorant
There is no real rhyme or reason as to why I feel that way, just my heart-
Which inherently has no rhyme or reason- not even at the cardiologist
Childhood came like the blink of an eye
Now I have to fulfill all my dreams
Without letting people down
At least Adam and Eve never had to be children,
They never knew what bliss of freedom they missed
As long as I do not eat from a tree of knowledge like they did I should be fine
It’s not like I can damn humanity or anything
I will just stay away from apples,
And probably talking serpents.
