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Never Growing Up


I thought I had realized that I had grown up 

When the people stopped expecting me to play

No longer invited to outside chalk games

No more running out in the rain

I had grown up when no one thought I wanted to play

When joyful highs where now left behind for serious tones

And gray clothes all worn by all the other clones.

 

I had not grown up though

I was falling

I was expectation but I was not growing

I was not grown at all

I was a false set of bored eyes 

With a wild spirit

 

No I had truly grown up the moment 

When someone told me who I was 

How I should be

What they thought

Where I was going

And I no longer cared

 

I am grown because I realize

That we never really grow up

Our spirits want play

We want the joy that never grown old

We never grow up

Wake up

 
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