Growing Up

December 7, 2011
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Happy endings, princesses, fairies,
Why did that have to end?
Going out and picking berries
Mom was my best friend

Then we grow up and lose that connection
Getting my heart broken for the first time
Wanting to run to daddy’s arms for protection
Making my way, starting the climb

We think no one will ever know
What we’re going through
As we take every blow
Putting life into view

Losing your best friends
Getting into pointless drama
Going through life’s bends
Making me wanna run for my momma

Having your first love
And then having him leave
Wondering if he’s something I'm proud of
Wondering if there was something I could believe

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