GrownupA Poem by IndaGrownup
I grew up; I know I’m just as surprised! For so long I wore this disguise; I am not a fool, But am I a tool? Laughing at the boss’s bland jokes, pretending to believe he pokes the secretary and the new girl too. I’ve grown old, numb and cold. -nothing else I could do. © 2013 Inda |
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1 Review Added on August 16, 2013 Last Updated on August 18, 2013 Tags: Growing pains, maturing, aging, nostalgia, melancholy. AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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