Living day by day, I see no change.

Until I stop along the way

seeing things now so strange.

 

I am once

scared of a dentist visit,

unaware of my revisit,

sitting in the silent house,

trying to see Santa Claus.

 

But soon comes high school and I have my

car's first flat,

parents' first talk,

lover's first heartbreak,

diploma's first walk.

 

Next is my first year of college where I

hear of some parties,

live my first rallies,

try not to be sorry.

Before the semester's end gets blurry,

I try to get my grades up in a hurry.

 

As my college years pass by, I

realize I am running out of time,

try to have a good time and pass each class,

notice I am not getting enough bedtime,

am saving money by the dime,

am making it by with a job part time.

 

You

turn back and see what's changed,

have bills to pay,

now get to choose your own way,

see your mistakes,

have come a long way.

 

Was it that long ago, I went off on my own?

I could have sworn I was only just born.