We grow up to face the world of strangers,
Conventions dominate our daily life;
Some may protest - just to face the vengeance,
While others quickly learn how to survive.
I still remember, in the early years,
My wish to understand the outer world:
How does it function, what and why it bears,
What is my place, and why have I been brought?
So many things we have on us imposed
That make no sense and have no proper use;
We learn in pain how to remain composed
And move through disappointments and abuse.
And then, as we have learnt to stay in line,
We start to age and slowly decline.
10.10.2016
We grow up to face the world of strangers
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