Do you know what it means to be pubescent?
Do you know what it is to flourish in that way?
You don't understand the meaning of growing up
You don't understand the necessity of growing apart
You don't understand why our pubescence is needed
Why is it required?
You don't know what it is to mature
I am sad for you
But I'll never have sympathy nor feel pity for you
You are the cause of your own undoing
Before you were ever even done
YOU ARE READING
Cherry Words
PoetryJust some stuff I've wrote. Idk if it's good enough to call poetry but any feedback is appreciated. Everything was written by me. Thanks for reading! All the love 💛
