'teenage Season'
From day one you've always been momma's little girl or daddy's little boy;
you always carried around your favorite little toy..
but now those days are fading
and your life's receiving a low rating..
you think its just a phase,
but you're just entering your teenage days;
You're not sure what do to,
where to turn,
or who to talk to;
friends are changing, parents are separated, and worst of all you're arguing with mom..
Your responsibility list is growing,
you're jealous of your younger siblings,
and now you're wishing you were a small kid again..
the days where you wished you were 18 are now thrown out the window..
I'm pretty sure if you could turn back to hands on time,
you'd change plenty things, but you
gotta realize everything happens for a reason and this is just . . . . .
"Teenage Season"
Copyright © T'Keyah Wilder | Year Posted 2011
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