Growing Up
As a child, you would always hear
About how growing up was so absurd
That grown-ups had worries, wants and fears
That kids had it easy, responsibility unheard
As a child, you would always hear
How those times, were the best you could want
That as soon as you started counting the years
Outlooks on life, began to go gaunt
As a child, you would always hear
That growing up was amazing, you’re as free as a bird
You make the rules and break them, restrictions disappear
Growns up are powerful, the law is their word
As a child, you would always hear
But you never really listened
It was never really dear
The future held other events, easily christened
As a child, you would always hear
All the growns ups fraught with fear
All the rules, disappear
But in the end, you knew what was dear
As a child, you never really heard
You were much too preoccupied with everything else
All the sights and sounds and lights were preferred
When your eyelids grew weary, and ears tuned it out
The future was out there, but you were never in doubt
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