Growing Up

It’s strange.

You start life innocent,
naïve and young, untroubled.

You get a little older,
a little more aware.
Maybe you turn ten before you start to
change.

You are told things that rock your world.
You find out that life is far from serene.
You feel worse than you though possible,
almost as though you’re being torn apart
from the inside.

Everything seems too loud,
too bright, too harsh, too sudden.

You’re a teen now,
living in the middle of a hurricane,
battling the winds of emotion, sorting yourself out little by little.

And something happens.
Something snaps.
And suddenly,
you’re an adult.