It's sad how your best friends become your worst enemy.
Lollipops turn into cigarettes.
The innocents turn into sluts.
Home work goes in the trash.
Detention becomes suspension.
Soda becomes vodka.
Little bickering leads to the loudest silence.
Kisses turn into sex.
Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst thing you could get from girls were cooties?
Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero?
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Any cussing would bring up a chorus of "oooo's".
Race issues were about who ran the fastest.
The only drug you knew was cough medicine.
Wearing a skirt didn't make you a whore.
The only thing that hurt you was skinned knees?..
and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
And we couldn't wait to grow up...
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