The man that I see in the mirror scares me.
The boy that I see in the mirror follows me.
Day to day the devil temps me.
But I stay strong, holding on to Gods hand,
Hoping he delivers me.

See these growing pains weren’t always so painful.
Once upon a time these mere memories were cheerful.
But, life took its course and my loved ones went their separate ways.

Those were the days, summer of 1998 where I first discovered my best friend.
She was so elegant, charming, funny, and her discussions were always relevant.
Seems like we spent a lifetime in our tree house.
I remember when my mom used to call our names and were quiet as a mouse,
Hoping we didn’t have to come out.
But nothing good last forever, in the spring of 2003 it was the last time I could your face.
I hope one day we meet again, and I could hug you for a lifetime from beginning to end.

Now as grow older and I move forward I always look back to my past for comfort.
I may not know my destiny, or my purpose, but I know that my journey is worth it.
So take a seat, relax and breath because remember, that my growing pains weren't
Always so painful.