Growin Up. Poem by tonya truitt

Growin Up.



If only you could know that growing up means letting go, maybe then you'd grow up by yourself.
I'm growin up again..
I'm learning to accept that all good things must come to an end...
I'm growing up again....
I'm tryin to understand what its like, to let go of a friend.....

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