its when we grow up, that we finally begin to comprehend the past. yet even though the past is inevitable and must come one day or another, we fight our damnedest to leave the past behind and move into our future, even though our future is no clearer than our past. we lose innocence when we grow up. we struggle to find brilliance and awe in the little treasures in our lives. childhood innocence is gone with the blink of an eye and we lose sight of the people who kept us from our breaking point over the years, through awkward childhood chubbiness and horrible fathers. even when we grow physically, mentally we are immature and naive. mentally, some of us, we never age, stuck in a state of striking blame and humiliation we fight for our place in the hearts of unloving people. people who manipulate our feelings and break our hearts.
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