growing up
the clock ticks down
a fear inducing sounds
when I was young I had no clue
no idea what the world would do
I see now the world is cold
and now there's a fear of getting old
what is tomorrow what is today
don't tell me there's no reason to be afraid
on the outside I’ll stand tall
on the inside I've began to fall
the world has a way of making you fell small
how do I answer the call
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I wish there was a way to stall
I'm growing up no doubt
the fear makes me want to shout
but I don't dare to call out
8 months 29 days then 15 on a cake
don't tell me to celebrate
only 3 years 8 months and 29 days
then the biggest challenge of my life is what i’ll face
18 isn't far
i’ll wish upon a star
yes I'm growing up
ya that kinda sucks
