Growing Up too Fast.

When I had to take care of my brother at 10,

I knew I had grown up too fast.

When I was forced to look after my own kin,

I knew I had grown up too fast.

When I had to salvage for my next meal,

I knew I had grown up too fast.

When I gave up my morals; to lie cheat and steal,

I knew I had grown up too fast.

When I decided to throw my brother and me into foster care,

I knew I had grown up too fast.

When I was made to go to a therapist to share,

I knew I had grown up too fast.

But when I was taken in,

told than I could; that I can,

when I was allowed to be a be a kid,

is when I became a man.