Growing Up

Everything was just so much easier when we were smaller,
No worries except for when would be the day we would get taller.

When we were young, we wanted to be grown ups,
Playing house and acting like we knew what was what.

Who would have thought that when we actually did, it would be this tough.
Going through frienemies and where certain times were rough.

Now, we worry about how our hair looks, what clothes we're going to wear,
Wondering how another person is going to think when they stare.
Our inner self tells us, we shouldn't have anything to worry about,
But society doesn't just let us live a life without doubt.

They put these standards which you must apparently live by,
Instead of being able to be whoever you want in life.

Its sad how some people can become so ugly just by being vain,
But deep down inside I know these sense some pain,
Wishing that they can go back to the good old days,
Where Barbies and playing house kept them entertained.

The little boys had crushes on the girls,
Now it's about who can crush the girl first.
We now have this corrupted world,
Where our priorities have taken a turn for the worst.

Thinking back, it was so much easier at a young age,
But now its time to step up to the grown up stage.

Let's just hope that one day we can all find that inner child,
that's screaming, waiting to come out and run wild...