(Looking at Cyro gave me this poem. I mean… It’s basically me talking to Cyro. Not that he’ll listen or anything.)
Adulthood
I beg to differ
child of my womb
its not the easy life you think
being part of adulthood
There are many questions
I cannot answer
yet someone always asks
there are many tasks
I must do
whether I know how to or not
There are so many times
I’m just too tired
and nothing really matters
Adulthood you look upon
as something great and free
when in all reality
there isn’t enough time
It’s not that I will disregard
the current desires
you contain
But really, child,
you must value
the time before the pain.
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