Step Back.
Let's just take a step back.
Back to times where
staying up late was a crime,
recess was our favorite time,
worrying wasn't on our mind,
being mean wasn't like our kind,
the only hurt we felt was a bruise,
and crayons were the only thing we ever wanted to use.
When we were young we looked up to grown ups and said
I cant wait to grow up.
Now here we are just
crying over heart break
because it's no longer just a tummy ache,
parents are getting mad
but dont worry "it's just a fad",
always trying to be cool
because you dont want to play the fool.
If only we could just step back.
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