The freedom of being young
may never come again
when you didn’t have to watch your tongue
because “kids will be kids”
responsibilty begins to fall in your lap
life altering decisions
make you feel like you’re in a trap
oh, how you wish to be young again
How do we stop it from happening?
can we pause time for just a minute longer?
how fast we must grow up is saddening
life is now weighing on our shoulders
By a certain age
we must meet a certain criteria
but I’m not ready
my fears are in the years ahead of me