Cliché topic to write about I know,
but I just could not let it go.
My theories are waiting for an answer,
but a saving grace would be better.
Thought about my statement quite often
at which hearts would soften
not soften, something more,
like which would shake them to their core.
I want somebody to look up to me
the way I admired grown-ups, honestly
I want to know how does it feel
Being someone’s idol and not being ill.
The illness only exists in my head
it always stays there, thinking ahead
About all the ways it could “throw me off”
Wow, is this the feeling of growing up?
Ferencz Péter XI.R
Pls give me my money back, great job btw