Little Step, Big Step

playing outside with my neighbors all day

laughing my lungs away

My shoes would always come untied

but I couldn’t get the bunny ears just right

 Always thinking I was ready to be grow up 

 little did I know I had a lot of toughing up

starting to develop don’t know how to handle it 

emotions everywhere, I couldn’t stand it 

school gets more advanced 

having more homework 

I said to myself “wow, this is what is it to grow up”

caring more about looks 

building up self esteem

starting to wonder if that guy has a crush on me

change is a cycle that happens daily 

you can be a kid at heart but physically your different 

don’t wish to grow up so fast in the moment just live it 

 

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