I look at my seven year old cousin
and think to myself, she seems so happy
She told me once, she wanted to be thirty
So she could finally watch PG-13 movies
I look at her now
as she's sleeping in bed
so peaceful so quiet
so calm and so still
like a perfect little angel
sent from the heaven skies
I whisper in her ear
"Never grow-up, you're perfect the way you are.
Stay a child as long as you can."
In her, I see myself
I was so gosh darn eager to get on with my life
Now I feel as if I've grown-up too fast
I've experienced everything life has to offer
except for child birth and marriage
I feel as if there's nothing left
In my short 14 years of living
I've grown beyond my age
I see my error of wanting to grow-up
now I have to figure out how to grow back down again
I guess like most adults,
once you grow-up you forget how to be a kid
I tried to grow-up way too fast
and along the way I forgot to stop
and remember how to grow back down again.

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