LATE I HAVE GROWN UP…. A day I cared of growing up Each step of life I looked up, onward to the fore Relished the trinkets The happiness unknown was just a bubble Thought I’ll have the driving seat Step I climbed, the reality dismayed Still always had a presumption Though not a clear one… Today the Brooke rushes downhill, Blinded of the end, anxiety at its climax Gems put together, break out sooner or later Not visible neither a word from the marines Bed time stories heard from mom The life experience of the Hollywood flaunt Gainsay a lot, troubled I’ll have to walk the aisle Get a profession have a chief, Less exact and horrendous, How I wish I would have never cared growing up …. -khushi