Little Step, Big Step
playing outside with my neighbors all day
laughing my lungs away
My shoes would always come untied
but I couldn’t get the bunny ears just right
Always thinking I was ready to be grow up
little did I know I had a lot of toughing up
starting to develop don’t know how to handle it
emotions everywhere, I couldn’t stand it
school gets more advanced
having more homework
I said to myself “wow, this is what is it to grow up”
caring more about looks
building up self esteem
starting to wonder if that guy has a crush on me
change is a cycle that happens daily
you can be a kid at heart but physically your different
don’t wish to grow up so fast in the moment just live it
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