I have grown up, but I don't want to know that the world isn't filled with light.
I don't want to know the complexities of a relationship and that sometimes things 'don't work out'.
I want to know why the world isn't fair and why experience is earned over heartache.
I have grown these inches, but I still don't why why some people have less than I do.
I don't want to know how they treat woman like me,
And how many animals go extinct in a year.
I don't want to question whether I'm healthy or not
Based off the billboards.
And I don't want the government telling me how to live my life.
I grew up thinking that with existance came an equal place for everyone and no one was left without love.
If understanding the world requires me to grow, then answer me this:
When do I stop growing?
Because I still do not know.

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