growing up
yes child, that's how it is
you win some, you lose some
you just began earlier than the rest

look at me now
16 and barely making it
life always came so easily
now i'm falling on my face

my only escape
that small time at night
when the moon is directly above us
and the stars sing me to sleep

why did i have to have it easy
and you have it hard?
i'm so much stronger
~mama's boy~