I Guess It's Just Part of Growing Up
Our bones rot and decay
But not yet for me.
As I grow older,
I consider my mortality.
Time goes by and we don't care to acknowledge.
Too busy trying to grow up
And ship ourselves of to college,
That we never consider the lives we have rushed.
Life is only here and now,
It's not over yet.
It's a life lesson that we all should learn, anyhow.
I guess it's just part of growing up.
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