Grow up. And/or glow-up. What a thing to say

What does that even mean, anyway?

Growing up. It's funny how I used to think

This phenomena was a thing 

That wasn't happening to me.

I felt childish. Young and naive. 

Like my path was nowhere to be seen 

And my maturity level was lowering 

Then I looked up and noticed something.

Things were changing around me and quickly.

Classes got harder and

New faces kept popping up

My days felt longer 

I  stopped feeling rested enough

The biggest change though that caught me off guard

I noticed something's about my crowd

Some of my so called friends really weren't the type to keep around

It took one too many times getting ditched alone at the mall 

Or getting cussed out over some boy I don't even want 

Or getting called only when convenient 

To recognize that's not what being friends meant

I think in the end that's a sign of my growth

Realizing it's true when they say "not everybody can go"

That my time is worth way more 

Than somebody playing friend half-hearted and so-so

I've got way too much good going on to care though

In the end I'm living my best life

I've glowed up and I'm hitting my stride

And don't need lukewarm folks wasting my time