Not Grown Up Just Yet

April 27, 2011
By D-M-16 BRONZE, Florrisant, Missouri
D-M-16 BRONZE, Florrisant, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"One man's trash, is another man's treasure." - Cute Is What We Aim For

..."You have to lie to tell the truth" - Anonymous

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." 1 Corinthians 13


"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two." -St. Augustine

"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity." -Edgar Allan Poe

"Girls fall in love with what they hear, Boys fall in love with what they see. Thats why, Girls wear makeup, and Boys lie." - Anonymous

"Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it." - Jacques Prévert

"Most people would rather be certain they're miserable, than risk being happy." - Robert Anthony


When you hold tons on your shoulders,
Your head begins to sink,
& your posture becomes quite poor
Your legs beneath you buckle and clank
Never take more than you can handle

I lifted 10 years to soon
So much to carry, such fragile limbs
Boys pulled me by the skirt,
All I ever got was hurt
And the weight kept doubling

Mysteries of the world got involved
& Judgement was impaired,
So f***** up, for just a little girl
I thought I was so grown,
& Pain was just a part of it
Not this pain, not these kinds of people
These decisons are not ones I should be making

Detachment, from the only ones who will always care
I found shelter under the covers of my bed
Tears didn't exist, dry heaves were frequent
I was all dried up, from the inside out
Mistake after mistake, I discovered a pattern
What was I doing?

When I felt I quit tumbling down Everest,
I stayed looking how far I was from the top,
But even further from the bottom
My immobility lasted too short, one last mistake
One short steep fall, I had hit a wall
One that kept me from going any further down

I looked up, and saw how much I had to climb
That weight I carried on my back,
It sure Got heavier on the adventure down
Pebbles turned into rocks and bolders
Each step forward, I felt the tons wobble
It all wanted to be released
Why not? It made sense to let it go
Wouldn't the journey be so much easier?

I untied the rope keeping it all together,
All the rocks ran away, gone, behind me
My head was thrown up, and back straightened
My steps were faster, further

I'm ready to keep this lovely view
It was a b**** to get to
Here I am,
Proud of where I stand,
& The Distance I've Traveled, Up Hill

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