*Sippy cups to shot glasses
Skinned knees to broken hearts
Puppy love to marriage*
Why must the bliss be replaced with
Remorse and sorrow?
What ever happened to the time of cooties and boys being “icky”?
Soon baby dolls will be replaced with infants,
And sports cars will take the place of your hot wheels.
*Sleepovers turn into obscene rumors.
Chubby cheeks turn into eating disorders.*
I’m not ready to grow up yet.
I want to stay naive to reality,
Let me stay ignorant.
It’s inevitable that we have to grow up sooner or later
But why sooner than later?
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 4:03 PM UTC
*Sippy cups to shot glasses
Skinned knees to broken hearts
Puppy love to marriage*
Why must the bliss be replaced with
Remorse and sorrow?
What ever happened to the time of cooties and boys being “icky”?
Soon baby dolls will be replaced with infants,
And sports cars will take the place of your hot wheels.
*Sleepovers turn into obscene rumors.
Chubby cheeks turn into eating disorders.*
I’m not ready to grow up yet.
I want to stay naive to reality,
Let me stay ignorant.
It’s inevitable that we have to grow up sooner or later
But why sooner than later?
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