Growing Up

All of us grow up different

Some, in castles, enlightened by heroic lores

And some, in households supported by petty chores

No young child feels less than a monarch though

The reason being their tenderly naive soul

This is how it is to grow old

This is how it starts, your tale that is to be told

I often wonder about this wonder of life

And the way it changes girls and guys

From souls so gullible, they just wanna fly

To bodies so exhausted by chasing the highs

In the end, just ask yourself

If you're happy or there's more to thrive

But don't rush towards the answer just yet

Since growing up is your daily school

That will eventually help you decide.

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