I'm five years old again in the yard with my parents
Just wondering when my brother can get old enough to be my friend
And then later in the fall, I met someone I still call
Each Christmas morning just to talk and tell each other what we got
Though at this point, it's mostly socks
But it'd be nice to see again through wide eyes
A childhood state of mind
Watch your glory years go by
Without wondering when you'll die
I think it was third grade when I told my dad I hate
Being taller than all my classmates
There's only so much I can only take
Of being differеnt at my age
It might be nice to bе the same
And he said, "Right now, you think you've figured it out
And it's best to fade into the crowd, stay small
But the truth is, someday you'll be happy in
The body that you're stuck with
Least that you're tall"
He was right all along
Might sound like a joke, but I thought sixteen was old
It's funny how much I didn't know
But honestly, I still make it up as I go
But the whole damn time, I was a kid
I had no way to deal with shit
Still not the best, but I've learned a trick
When things get tough, I just start thinking of
The ways my life doesn't suck
And the people that I love
If that doesn't work, I'll write down and rhyme what hurts
In a chorus and a verse
It's good to have a way to sort thoughts out, but it
Took a while to learn
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