In a tree
Reality
Tshirt
Too tight it hurts
Is this a poem
Or a gno-um
Though this rhymes
And such and such every time
I want to make clear
My irrational fear
That I may become an adult
Too uncool, even a dolt
I'll keep going
Keep striving
Take my strides
There's no free rides
I don't want to be boring
Stand by my self mourning
What I used to be
A bumble bee
Impossibly
So I'll just believe
That I am who I am
Strawberry jam
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