Growing Down.

I grew up loving to color.

I was encouraged to express myself by the same people who told me to act calm and be reverent.

But I don't want to become like the monotonous workers.

I still play hide and seek.

I look for new friends daily.

I want to be inspiring.

I don't want to inspire wrongly though.

I want to write. 

Even though I'm not that good.

I think I'm still a kid sometimes.

Then I remember I'm a senior now....

I don't like that.

But I do.

IDK.

I'm excited to decorate my own dorm room.

I'm excited to live and explore.

I want a job where I can write.

I want a job where I can help people.

They keep on trying to take my crayons.

I won't let them.

I'm taking them to college with me.

They take your crayons then sell them back to you.

The world notices what it needs.

It needs color.

And kids.

I like to ramble sometimes.

And sometimes I center things that shouldn't be.

I guess just don't take my crayons from me.

But I'm more than happy to share.