– Maturity –

Instead of picking flowers, we tread on top of waste

We spend our lives waiting for the start of a new day

The day begins now, let’s pick up those feet

No more dragging around or accepting defeat

Take time to smell those flowers and appreciate all that is now

No more excuses of not knowing how

You make an effort even if you’re unsure

Without even trying you won’t ever mature

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Grow up.

 

 

 

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