growing up

blue eyes and green hair we all started somewhere juvenile games played ignoring all the bad grades best friends with an attitude teasing boys and being prude never knowing what to expect never have to second guess mom's always got your back hop scotching past the cracks falling in and out of love praying to the One above figuring out just enough giving up when it gets too tough it's all part of growing up comes and goes just like that remember to slow it down minimize the times you frown plenty of opportunities to relive just remember you're no longer a kid...