Growing Up
When I was younger
Growing up was a dream
A dream I know would take long
But I thought would be worth it
What I want to know
Is what happened to that
The wanting to grow up
And be like all the adults
Little did I know
That I needed to cherish that time
That I had time to want to be an adult
When that time got closer
Oh my how I thought started to change as I got older
I started to see the world for what it was
And I knew it wasn't the world that was changing
But it was me becoming less naive
It was me doing the changing
And boy did I change
Learning about the birds and the bees
Perhaps a bit too much
Because we may be protected from them as children and teens
But are we really
Now that I've almost reached adulthood
I know that my dreams of it as a kid
Were really only dreams
That won't come true
Yes, I'm still young
And may not seem to know what I'm talking about
But I know much more about the world than I should
And I am not the only one this way
Though adulthood may not be like my childhood dreams
I know that it will have its great moments
More great than not
For the real world may be cruel
The great people in my life will me to not always think about this
There is always a light at the end of the tunnel
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