Growing pains

I was the person who could say anything and I did say anything. I use to write with reckless abandon about things that would make the most outgoing person blush. express emotions that some would think shouldn’t be said yet they have, at some point felt the way. Now in this phase, as you get older you cant always say whats on your mind or how you really feel. everything you say has meaning and nothing is given creative exception. every word is literally taken as a reflection of you and not a creation of your imagination. when you think about it its kinda like being a prisoner to your thoughts, secrets in your own mind that are force to stay where they are handcuffed by your moral obligation not to hurt anyone else’s feelings or or expose your own. I guess its a growing pain!

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