Not a Child Anymore

Usually frustrated and lazy 

When asked to do anything,

Open my eyes, so hazy,

Was only a child 

This is how I would think, feel, 

Adolescences hit and I started to heal 

Innocence is the word

To describe childhood,

But responsibility is the real deal

That I caught a grip on 

Every time I made a meal

Around the time of growing up

From late childhood to teens,

My cooking skills showed up

Being able to turn the stove on, making beans

Never could I have gone near fire

But here I was getting farther

Growing up included responsibilities

Ones I never accepted,

But here I am six years later

With a different perspective, 

Living matured and greater