Growing up

Growing up

A Poem by dina[saur]

growing up in a world thats always changing

Lollipops turn into cigarettes. 
The innocent ones turn into s***s. 
Homework goes in the trash. 
Mobile phones are being used in class. 
Detention becomes suspension. 
Soda becomes vodka.
Bikes become cars.
Kisses turn into sex. 

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet? 
When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? 

Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero?
Your worst enemies were your siblings. 
Race issues were about who ran the fastest.
 War was only a card game.

And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. 
When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a s**t. 
The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, 
And goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? 

And we couldn’t wait to grow up?

© 2010 dina[saur]

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Amazing, I absolutly applaud your comparisons & this poem as a whole. Fantastic work. (Adding it to library.) I loved it. It's very clever & smart.

Posted 13 Years Ago

This is FANTASTIC!!! On so many levels.
I 100% agree, and you expressed this so fluidly.
This write was very smooth and true,and it really hit home.
Not many people can do that,and for lack of a better world,you totally killed it!
Great job. (:

Posted 13 Years Ago

Aw the was nice. When growing up a lot of kids lose their innocent, but it's not all too bad. Once they're like 20 or so they start to see the world for what it really is.I mean you have to grow up sometime. I really like this poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago

well done i liked this :)

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Added on January 28, 2010
Last Updated on January 28, 2010



leesburg, VA

the name is dina! i haven't been into writing that much but this past year, ive been through a lot and the best way i found to vent out what i feel is to write things out! im a happy go lucky girl tha.. more..

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