This is a poem, deep man.... deep
[spoiler]
Growing up.... your best friend becomes ur enemy.
Lollipops turn into cigarettes
the innocent ones turn into sluts
homework goes in the trash
detention becomes suspension
soda becomes vodka
Undies turn into g-strings
Kisses turn into sex
remember wen getting high meant swinging the highest u can go on the swing?
When protection was wearing a helmet?
When the worst things u can get from boys were cooties?
Your worst enemies were your siblings
race issues were about who ran the fastest.
War was only a card game.
the only drug u knew was Cough medicine
Wearing a skirt didn't make u a slut
the only things that hurt were skinned knees
and Goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
....and to think we all couldn't wait to grow up....
Offline
