GROWING UP

Growing up is like running in a maze looking for a way out

Everyone seems to know exactly how you need to turn out except your self

There are these moments when you feel lost and as if no one will ever understand you

This feeling like you need to figure out the society and yourself right won't leave your back

You sometimes feel like you are wading in mistakes

Sometimes you feel trapped in choices and lanes defined for you

Know that a lot of people understand

Even so they will still have an opinion of how you should turn out

However, you have the power to decide how you become

A time comes when things start getting clear

When you start feeling like you are actually in a place that you need to be but for a while

But this constant need to keep moving never leaves

The responsibility for your launch for the next destination never leaves your hands

Your present is your handy work

Your future is clay before you to mould

No one is responsible for who you are or will become

Yesterday is gone and had very little to do with what tomorrow will look like

Your yesterday self is dead

Your tomorrow self is not yet born

Live now and bequeath your tomorrow self a better station