17 years

17 years,

of growing and learning.

These are the days,

I remember how much I am me,

each year passes,

I find more pieces of me,

I pick them up off the ground,

build myself up,

after so many years,

of tearing myself down.

Now is the time,

for me to look inside myself,

know I am loved,

not for who I seem,

but for who I am.

17 years on this earth,

walking these streets,

watching clouds float by,

losing people,

finding new people.

Finding myself. 

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Amelia_v

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18 years old

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    18 going on 19

    Legally I am an adult.

    18 going on 19.

    According to most,

    I still am a teen.

    According to most,

    I don’t seem like 18.

    According to me,

    I don’t think I’m ready to be an adult.

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    AHHHHHHH

    I keep wondering if something is wrong with me,

    Because I can’t seem to understand.

    And I don’t want to be the person that only writes about crushes and drama,

    I’m not shallow don’t worry.

    Yet here I am,

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    I don’t know, I’m sorry

    I don’t know.

    I’m sorry.

    I don’t know if I can do this.

    I’m sorry. 

    I don’t know if I can do this for much longer.

    I’m sorry.

    I don’t know if I can do this for much longer and I’ve been getting tired.

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