Grown Out I’ve grown out of my skin the person I am with in is too old for this body I wish I could fit again, but I can never go to how it was back then, I remember back when my skin did not tear like a weathered shirt, nor did my eyes tell stories from centuries ahead, I could just lie in bed and sleep, I wish I could keep my wonder and cluelessness because now I’ve grown up and out of my skin, and I am no longer the same with in…
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Grown Out
Poetry
January 14, 2024
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Hopena • Feb 2, 2024 at 5:22 PM
This poem is so relatable. Especially in your last year of high school. Lol I miss the old days. Haha #snryr
Lena • Jan 30, 2024 at 3:38 PM
I enjoyed this poem very much! It depicts a longing to reverse the clock, which I quite resonate with even though growing out of phases and etc is the natural way of life.
Ae • Jan 19, 2024 at 5:02 PM
This poem is really good!!! You did great , well done I can tell that you put a lot of emotion on this poem.
Elia • Jan 19, 2024 at 4:59 PM
This is a really nice poem, I liked how honest and genuine it feels.