Where am I?
And what am I doing there?
Do I want to stay?
Where could I go?
And what is the use?
Who goes with me?
Growing up is a lonely thing
Who would do it by choice?
An innocence lost which we never had
The thought slowly dawns
The reality sinks in
Oh this is great!
(exclamation of disgust and mock surprise)
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