When I was younger I was a sucker, biased, naive.
When I was younger I was an innocent young child,
But as I grew up I had to change.
To change and evolve into someone that wasn't me.
I had to be angry, cold, harsh,
But I allowed myself a few old traits.
I was kind and funny and smart.
What am I now?
Have I changed back?
Or am I still the same?
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Poems
PoetryPoems about realistic stuff, love, hate, hurt etc. Haha this is my first time at this I guess, enjoy c: