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It's a freaking trip-thinking back to "way back when"
And realizing just how fast time truly does fly,
Year by year, seems to pass faster and faster
Friends you used to have back then
Back when, you too, were just a kid.
And now, look, in what seems like just a blink
You-me-we
Are grown-ups, all "adulting & such"
With miniature little people's of our very own
Yupp, kids
We're barley grasping the fact,
That we're an adult. 
And now have (however many) little faces looking up to you
Expecting you not to fail
(In any situation) know what's what & just what to do, exactly how to act as so-
It's a freaking trip,
Thinking back, like for real, just where did each year go? How'd it so quickly slip?
Do you ever- I mean does it ever really sink in?
 Childhoods' gone before you even know you've lost your grip
Your plopped right on your butt expecting to know just what & how to
Do it all- all at once. Adult
Wishing you would have listened more, better, when they said "You're gonna' miss this time being young, trust me when you get to be my age...."
And you just sat there thinking, "Yeah right, what do they know?" 
"I wanna be a big kid! I can't wait to be an adult!" 
Haha I really laugh at these nieve little thoughts
Because now I've became one of them
The adults
I wish I could go back to way back when
There's not much I would undo
But more then nothing I would redo
Redo, most if not all of my childhood younger years
If for nothing more then to relive re-experience it all once again,once more be a kid
Maybe just maybe
I'd be able to fully grasp that hopefully by then by now, at 27 
Then I could accurately express
Just how precious
Just how special
Each day and every moment 
That I took for granted, the good the bad and the ugly the fun and the sad
Yeah if only.
If only we could take that trip to way back when just maybe one more once again
By the time I reach the age I am now
I wouldn't be having such a hissy fit cow
Oh if only
I, we, could take that trip to way back when 
Then I wouldn't/we wouldn't feel so on our own
And would have a more for sure idea of the way of the path....
Of the proper right way, 
Or hell perhaps just know the equation to the math!
If only....
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