people says, we face growth
to where we can decide
which is correct and which is incorrect
to where we can sort
which is common and which is bizarre.
people says, we're adulting
to where we should accept
some gloomy reality and painful circumstances
to where we should get along
with impossibility and out-of reach dreams.
thus, I'm on my way for growing and adulting.
but I can't keep it when it comes to him,
I keep on being childish,
I keep on trying to be friend with the pain,
I keep on being a fool.