When destiny comes calling, and
I’d really like to hide
behind the door, perhaps, or maybe
underneath the slide
The spectre of a grown-up life
with all its freedom, fear,
responsibility and wonder
looming ever near
I try to take a breath and tell
myself to stand up straight
to answer it with humor, or
acknowledgement of fate
I’d like to learn to find my way
and still live with enjoyment.
I shouldn’t have to duck and fear
an honest day’s employment.
Grown-upping involves so much fear.
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