Growing Up
We’re told when we’re young to stay young But all we want is to be older, so forward we’re flung Into a life that never stops moving A life in constant motion, a war with time, and we’re losing They told us we would hate it, they told us we would care When all we had were yesterdays, and memories here and there But here we sit on the perpetual swing Back and forth we go, and we scream Wish to be younger, wish to go back Always wanting what we don’t have and what we lack It’s hard to be yourself in a world where you’re not And you can’t be a kid forever and you won’t, but you should, or should you not? It’s all so confusing and we get lost in the hustle Live life with no meaning; treat a heart like it’s just a muscle So here we sit wishing we could go back to being a kid And when they tell us we’ll hate growing up, we’ll just say that we did