I think it’s kinda sad how we grow so fast,
Grow so tall but not so mature.
Grow physically but not quite mentally.
How our bodies sprout like weeds
But our brains poisoned with Rowned Up.
A little interesting isn’t it?
How things change so fast.
How we can hate that crazy boy
In the tall tall tree
With cooties
And yucky dirt under his nails.
How we have like three different ‘best friends’
Within the same week because Susy got the chicken pox
And jenny didn’t share her pencil box.
All way back when.
Yet now you fell in love with that same
Dirty boy
In high school,
The jock, the man, the sexy stud.
How your clothes were picked out for you,
And how getting ready doesn’t take
The simple ten minutes anymore.
How you go from watching cartoons in the morning with breakfast
To watching The Real World on MTV
Late at night.
A little interesting isn’t it?
How the world’s innocence decreases
Where the only virgins these days
Are the pimple faced school girls with nappy
Thick hair that smell like 4.0.
The ones that succeed and brush off peer pressure.
The ones that don’t give into ditching or drinking.
The ones that only inhale oxygen and study,
And nothing else,
You know?
All this
When ‘stupid’ was a curse word
And no other really existed.
Its like the world is spinning too fast.
Like nothing is beautiful for long.
Like doing well in school is like whatever
When each year graduation requirements rise.
And playing with sand is only a thing
In the past.
Or how having children used to be so great,
Have a whole family together with no divorce
Or affairs was true.
But not pregnant teenagers having kids couldn’t feel the same.
Its different these years,
A real difference.
Where now getting pregnant means you’re stable, excited,
And ready.
Yet these days it’s getting knocked up when you’re sixteen
And couldn’t get an abortion,
And you’re just left with no life
No future
No hope
No respect
Just regret.
But what if it wasn’t so sad
How fast we grow up?
Like all the crazy non-sense would vanish
And getting ahead in life would be real again.
Maybe.
If only the world didn’t spin so fast.
