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