Adulthood
Dreamt about toys and games
Every problem simple, same
Frolicked in my world of fun
Played outside in bright noon sun
Sping then turned to summer, fall
Winter passed again and again
Before I knew it I'd grown tall
Fought against homework with strain
As I sat staring at the screen at night
Applying to schools of my choice,
I realized that I had grown up
And had to learn to stand on my own
With my own voice.
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