I’m scared to grow up. I’m scared to stop feeling joy as I stare at the sea. I’m scared to take life for granted and start living day by day. I’m scared to stop enjoying discovering new places and meeting new people. I’m scared because I have grown up already, and seeing so much pain in the world can make one numb at times. Or empathic and hopeful. There’s a juggling between both states.
Growing up.
Growing up.
Growing up.
I’m scared to grow up. I’m scared to stop feeling joy as I stare at the sea. I’m scared to take life for granted and start living day by day. I’m scared to stop enjoying discovering new places and meeting new people. I’m scared because I have grown up already, and seeing so much pain in the world can make one numb at times. Or empathic and hopeful. There’s a juggling between both states.