Growing Up
The Lessons We Never Realized We Learned but Shaped Us Into the Adults We Are
As a child
I wanted nothing more than to grow up.
To be an adult
And live my own life.
As a child
I wanted nothing more than to be my own person.
To be strong
To be proud
To be independent.
As a child
They tell you that growing up is such a great thing.
That with it you discover who you are.
But I warn you my young ones,
This is a trap
As a teen
I was told I was fat
That you could see the rolls
On the sides of my back.
As a teen
I was told I was a prude
But once I slept with one person
The words got misconstrued
As a teen
I was told I was worthless
But the girls at my school
I swear they couldn’t care less
So I stand here today
In front of you all as an adult.
Now I agree with the statement
They told me as a child
But growing up didn't make this all worth while
For the statement being
That growing up, helps you discover who you are
But are they aware that we are not doing this
As well as they think we are
From growing up I have learned
That being fat is bad
For if you have rolls on your body
Then you are just that.
From growing up I have learned
That if you're wrong you are dumb
That some people can cheat
Yet you're still the chum.
From growing up I have learned
That you should never seek love
For if you hook up you're a slut
And if you don't you're a prude,
And that a woman's worth
Comes only from her number of shoes,
That have been placed under her bed
The laces tied up like knots
Used to strangle her at night with her thoughts.
From growing up I have learned
To bite my tongue
For my words are like acid
Burning holes in the souls of those around me.
From growing up I have learned
That your value does not matter
And your worth is as equal
As the dirt under our feet.
As an adult I have learned
That society is wrong
Yet we let it raise our kids
Is the ideal of it all.
We sit here and say
That society is fucked
Yet when we're called to stand up
We stay sitting on our trunks.
There are riots in our streets
And our people are crying
Yet the only time we care
Are when our phones are dying.
So I warn you my children
Don't grow up so quick
For it is only a trap
And you aren't that slick.
About the Creator
Londyn Nichole
I write as a way to seek understanding in the world and within myself.
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