Growing

I am not you, I said, please let me take my turn,
You need to give me space to breathe, I said,
I need to use my life to learn.

I cannot know my mind, when you guide my every thought,
I cannot grow beyond the walls,
Of this impenetrable fort.

I cannot burst my way out of your containing bubble,
I cannot be safe, I said, without understanding trouble.

I feel I cannot move, without receiving judgment or advice,
I feel I cannot breathe inside your all encompassing vice.

Just as you were growing, she said, I was growing too,
Growing into someone who was learning how to parent you.

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Twigg

wandering, laughing, boycotting evil, environmentalism, puns, vegetarianism, writing, annoying whoever will stick around long enough, writing music, singing, innuendo, busking, snowboarding and awkward leaning are all things I'm either enjoying or attempting with varying degrees of success.

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