Cheers to a promotion,
Cheers to a new start,
Cheers to growing up.
Now will you please,
Grow up with me?
I feel so much older than I really am. I hate the fact that the kids I have loved and hung out with for almost four years, still act like kids. They all make such a big deal about my age and the fact that I am the youngest but why is it that I act the oldest? I act the most mature, I have a plan for the next few years. Yes, it is a work in progress but I have an idea of something that is realistic, unlike the group of kids. I truly don't get it and honestly it makes me sad. You all make me sad, because I feel like I could never tell any of you this, because truth is you wouldn't understand.
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