What It Means to Grow Up
by ~KonamiYoto
I wish I was a little kid again.
Your close friends become your worst enemies,
lollipops turn into cigarettes,
the innocent ones turn into sluts,
homework goes in the trash,
soda becomes vodka,
kisses turn into sex.
Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst thing you could get from the opposite gender was cooties?
Dad's shoulders were the highest place on Earth and mom was your hero?
Your worst enemies were your siblings,
race issues were about who ran the fastest,
the only drug you knew was cough medicine,
the only thing that hurt you was skinned knees
and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
And we couldn't wait to grow up....
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