Grow up! Be a man for once in my life. Once in my life. Once in my life. Grow up! And be a man for more than a night. More than a night. More than a night. Grow up! I got a lot of growing up to do. I can't wait to GROW UP! I got a lot of growing up to do!
Growing up....Your best friend becomes your worst enemies.
Lollipops turn into cigarettes.
The innocent ones turn into sluts.
Homework goes in the trash.
Detention becomes suspension.
Soda becomes alcohol.
Underwear becomes g-strings.
Kisses turn into sex.
Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helment?
When the worst tthings you could get from girls or boys were the cooties?
Your worst enemies were your siblings?
Race issues were about who ran the fastest?
War was only a card game?
The only drug you knew was cough medicine?
Wearing a skirt didn't you a slut.
The only thing that hurt were skinned knees.
Goodbyes only meant see you tomorrow.......
and to think we all couldn't wait to grow up........
Love, Live, Life
:::Byron Belle:::
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