To Grow Up
To Grow Up
To grow up is a struggle, it's a whirlwind of adventure.
The ups and downs fall at every waking moment, unknown to you as you're along for the ride.
Some good, some bad, all memories you won't forget.
The casual playdates turn into drunken nights, the homework to bills,
and the household chores turn into long hours at work.
Everything changes, whether you like it or not.
I know now all of the things I didn't back then, yet there is still so much to learn.
I know now that my mother is the best thing in my life, something I wish I knew as that struggling teenage girl.
I know that a relationship isn't what you need to be happy, something high school me never could have understood.
And most importantly I know, that things will be okay.
You will see the light at the end of the tunnel,
You will find happiness,
You will be okay.
Sometimes you just have to wait to grow up.
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