I grew up
I mature from a bud to a flower
I left it all
All of my immaturity
My childhood
My joy
All the things that I loved
All of my toys
It breaks me to think about it
But as I grow
A new journey awaits me
But does it welcome me with open hands?
Maybe, only time can tell
Let me ponder on it
The bright side to this 
New journey of my life...........

What you actually thought I grew up, nah, I may be 13 now, and have suddenly grown up from all of my childhood joys, but I don’t think I am ready to grow up not now, not ever………

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