Larger than life

You could say I live in denial, I suppose.

Because though I'm in my early twenties, I feel I'm no older than a 12 year-old girl, who dreams nothing but being a kid.

"I'm not an adult yet. I'm still 'growing-up'..." That's what I think most of the time.

And when I have to do things that adults do, such as making decision, I'll feel awkward. I could feel my hand shaking and my leg ready to run without turning back.

and yet, I envy those who are mature though they are too young to be one. Those who seem to know their responsibility, and could stand on their own feet.

I wish I could be more firm, to know what I want and how to earn it.

-Miss B-