She found growing up that changes arise.
So found growing up that talent dies.
She found growing up that people leave.                                                                             She found growing up as desisgus trees.                                                                                  She found that growing up is no masterpiece.
She found growing up was quicker then a heart beat and
faster then an eye blink
She found growing up that clock never paused.
She found growing up shadows don’t appear without a source.
That all narrations are not played without remorse.
She found growing up that relationships shift.
She found growing up that problems lift, the world out of circuit, like we live in a glitch
She found growing up that nouns don’t last.
She found growing up emotions come in mass.
She found growing up that the story never stops.
The pen doesn’t pause to gain more ink, so the story is consistent and link peice by peice.
She found growing up not be as joyful as it seems.
She found growing up to contain loss and decite.
She found growing up never fits your imagination.
She found growing up full of contradictions.
She found growing up, every journey has an end.
She found growing up the devils not you friend
She found growing up you can’t chase the moon
She found you can’t meet it and touch its fume
She found rainbows don’t lead to treasure
She found clouds don’t support you measure
She found you can’t fly with the birds
She found growing up you can’t stand within the herds
She found you can’t count the stars
She found growing up you can’t jump to Mars
She found coco can be sour and lemons can be sweet
She found dawn to be galling and hills to be steep
She found fire can be inviting than turn to devouring heat
She found flowers to be fragile and hours to be long
She found life much more than a soft dreamy song
She found the sky’s pigment resides blue no due to a sea of ravaged waves crashing from above and the stars not ships of packaged dreams.
But simply the sky’s hue is nothing more, than the sunlights beams
And the stars just the heats burning gleam.
She found growing up means time to close the book.
She found growing up like bait on a hook.
She found growing up you can never tip your king
She found growing up is just trying to ignore the sirens ring
She found growing up every hello leads to goodbye
She found growing up that the clouds move by
She found growing up mountains peak further and further from your life’s reach
She found growing up leaves trails of regret.
She found growing up leaves streams filled by tears of wishes of corrects.
She found growing up people flee
She found growing up entitles grief
She found growing up passions vanish
She found growing up maybe she could imagine:
That death was just a figment
The clock was just a tool
The ground was not a harvest
For dead old souls
She found growing up that imagination levitates you from reality
Pulls and pulls you to a factious gravity
That Newton’s apple stayed on the tree
That Adam and Eve just brushed by the leaves
She found growing up that if that was the case
Maybe this life would grant us a break
She found growing up would be worthless if fake.

She found growing up time may never mend.

She found growing up, never ends.