Easy peasy lemon squeezy
One day you’re young,
Eager to learn
The next day you’re older
And don’t know the way to the goals that you yearn
This stage of life is confusing
Always throwing twists and turns
It used to be so easy,
Everything would land right in your lap
Things are changing now
And you miss the days when there was always time for a nap
Can it all slow down?
Just enough for me to catch my breath
But it’s not that simple
I don’t have that kind of power
I’ve learned to be okay with that
Because it’s all in God’s plan
He sees the end
When I am lost in the middle
Which way should I go?
To be a therapist?
To work in broadcasting?
Will I even get into college?
It used to be so easy
I never had a doubt
So many thoughts now clutter my mind
All I want to do is shout
Your life is always at God’s speed
Even if it doesn’t feel like your pace
“Your world’s not falling apart
It’s falling into place”
The process of growing is beautiful to watch
Though it may be grueling to experience
I know that I’ve changed over the years
But I feel the most change happening as we speak
My parents split when I was young
Too young to comprehend
We moved and moved
I didn’t ask why
I shouldn’t ask questions
It’s too painful to speak
It took simmering to fully absorb
Eventually, I figured it out on my own
I realized that money was the source
The source of heartache
The source of miscommunication
The source of our struggles
It used to be so easy
You were oblivious to all the struggles
Now that you see it all clearly
It only becomes more jumbled
Some things are meant to last
Some just aren’t
Instead you will gain something from it:
A lesson
A memory
A friend
Or in my parents case:
Six children
People tell me that’s a lot
To me, it’s all I know
A lot of people; a lot of perspectives
There’s never just one side of a story
I find myself in the heads of others
Figuring their take on things
Maybe I could, one day, counsel them through that situation
Maybe I could tell their story through film
But wait, I have to make it to college first
No matter where I go
Who I’ll see
What I’ll do
Or When it’ll be
It’ll all be for the glory of our Lord and Savior
That’s my lesson
I’ve been changing, growing
Though I’m not done, I know how it’ll turn out
No I don’t know what job I’ll have, or where I’ll be, or if I’ll end up like my parents
But I do know that no matter what life throws at me
I will stand strong
That’s a promise
No it won’t be easy
No I won’t give up
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