I grew cold and weary, <br />as these years go by, <br />I have learnt how naive <br />I could truly be. <br />Rape culture, <br />drinking, <br />cigarettes and weed. <br />There is no erase, <br />for the things I have seen. <br />Grow up, <br />get out, <br />You're a grown woman, <br />There is no going back, <br />no matter how you wish you can.<br /><br />Jess Terry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twenty-3/
