Growing Up In Modern World

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I can't grow up.

I grew up on a starry skied plain.

Dancing under starlight singing my own songs.

I counted each star as my own, Went back to my house to show my mum.

I spun under streetlights until my legs were dizzy and numb,

I made my own defenitions for fun,I held hands with my friend,Boy or girl, No color preferance,

A friend was a friend,

We giggled and hugged,

Thinking cooties were contagious,

We sipped on apple juice yelling we were on spaceships,

I yelled at the TV responding to Dora,How could you not know your way,

You bloody explorer,My parents let me be,I was free to express,

No copy or remake,I was surely not fake,

But times have changed,

Its the twenty-first century,

People just look to stars and look away,

Sing songs on the radio as they play with their friends,

Pose under streetlights as super models,

There no new definition for fun,

I feel like the technology nazi won,

We cant hold hands with friends anymore,

Either way its dating,

Now cooties are a 1 compared to a 10,

On the worse things that are contagious,

The apple juice turned to acohol in our school systems walls,

We yelled more and more,Not at the TV,

But to the people that surrounded us,

Bad words spilling from our forsaken lips,

Our parents dont let us be,

The government is fucking up reality,

We can't express ourselves freely,

Everythings being remade,

Copying and saying it is their own,

I bet you 5 million dollars,

That in the future we'll all be the same,

Saying fun instead of amazing,

Our childhood will be a slow fading point,Until it's gone,

And we miss the one we've grown to known,

I miss my childhood already,

It was only 10 years ago and I regret every second...I let the Modern World in,

And never accepted it.

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