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I Never Wanted to Grow Up

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Published: Aug 7, 2013

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I never wanted to grow up,
As a kid I hated reality,
Always yearned for the fairies to come and take me.
As a kid I could see the world around me
And what I could see.
Was a world so very sad,
Filled with two legged creators that where mostly mad.
Many of whom loved stabbing each other in the back.

So I walked with my face to the ground
While I walked around.
And locked myself in my home,
Was safe and happier being left alone.
Cause I also learned at a young age,
That no one would use or hurt me again
If locked behind those wooden gates.

So I locked myself away,
Far from those mad creators of day.
Kept my head hidden in my books
So no one could ever give me another bad look.

I just wanted to be left in my fantasy,
Far away from all this maddening reality.
Was that much to ask?
But at last, I guess that was too much.

Being made to go to school
A place that I saw was made for bullies and being used.
No just leave me alone,
My books are my home.

I never wanted to grow up
But what do I do now?
No B plane, no turning back
Just leave me alone, and I’ll leave it at that.

So this is to show, people that though kids act like they are oblivious but really they aren't at least I wasn't. I'm not one to speak for the human kind.

This poem was writen when I was still very young like during the time of primary school, but just found it now, corrected the grammer and added a bit to it. Sorry if it is a bit dark for a kid that young. But I was always like this. I was bullied till Form 1 after that I had had enough and started to fight back litteraly. But I still believed that if I stay alone I wouldn't be hurt or used again, and therefore it was and still is very hard for me to trust people.

You can ask one of my friends how long she had to work on me, just to get close enough to hug me, I really hated hugs in the past. I was to used to if someone was nice to me that means they wanted something from me. So I didn't like close contact we anyone, only my mother could hug and kiss me but she was the only person I really let do that and growing up that I asked for hugs and kisses form. Though in some ways I'm still like that.

Anyway this poem is based on that.

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