Growing up, so called epoch! A event Herculean to parse, Giving a rough time, Leaving me motley-minded, Asking for more and more, Demands racking up every day, New responsibilities to be shouldered each day.
Need Help!! Help! Who can help me! For all, All have their arms outstretched, Silent cries for help. Who do I look up to..... In this lonely crowd?
Me, myself need to deal, Ride the roll-a-coaster all alone, All by myself, With a smirk on my face, Through the heights and depths, Through all perilous parabolas of life.
