ANDRE
It started as a game for me. But as days passed and I saw your smile, the way your eyes crinkle, the quiet ways you loved
It took me by storm. I knew that something was changing inside me. I could feel it, and I was scared because it felt bigger than what I was used to
Not something I could handle, not ol' childish me
I will admit, I was clueless, I was stupid, and I should have done better, but the masks I put on are never kept beside the table.
Always on me, even as I look in the mirror
Acting like a grown-up when I know that's just another chip
Nightmares of failing and never growing out of this keep me up at night because of who I see when I am alone
Life is changing fast, and yet I feel stuck in the shadows of childhood I never had
Eyes on us, and now I think I am picking up more shields to hide behind
They claim this is the coming of age, and I ask, who is to say I am ready to grow up yet
What will become of us, what will become of me?
