So by law I am adult.
Any crime I commit could send me to jail.
At home I have more responsibilities like cooking, cleaning, laundry. Call the doctor and make this apt. You should be old enough to know so and so.
But when I ask something it's a no. A your to young. Or a your not ready.
Why am I only an adult when you want me to be?
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Maybe I'm Insane
PoetryMaybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, becau...
