I'm sorry for breaking this up to you this way.
Growing up hurts,
It comes with it unbearable moments of love and regrets.
I know this would break your heart but,
I remember, when I was younger and free,
I wanted to grow and be like the height of the moon
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at my feet.
They tell you, learn hard and get a good work,
When you start working, they tell you do it harder to get a better life and family.
It all hurts as long as it doesn't tear you apart, just like your life taken away,
But they always tell you that time's supposed to heal
But when I close my eyes and listen,
I hear life whisper in my ear,
I'm sorry for breaking your heart.

© W. A. SMITH