Dear Growing Up

Dear growing up,

Why didn’t you tell me it was this hard. Why didn’t you take me slowly and teach me along the way. Dear growing up, why didn’t you say it was this bumpy. There has never been a smooth road. Why doesn’t anything make sense when it should be. Why didn’t I know the bills and adulting that was awaiting me. Dear growing up, why didn’t you tell me not to wish I was all grown up as a kid. Why couldn’t you slow my coming of age to a few more years. Why are there so many responsibilities and no break at all.

Dear growing up, you didn’t tell me my family would age as well and there’s nothing I could do about it. Why didn’t you tell me I’d watch people around me die making me realise my time is nearing as well. Why didn’t I know I’d lose friends and people close to me. Dear growing up, why didn’t you tell me to focus on the most important things before they slip through my fingers. Why is it that I have to learn everything the hard way. Why is it that I can’t seem to balance everything around me. Why does time seem to be flying and my goals seem so far off. Dear growing up, people are fading away too fast for my liking. Why is it that when you’re all grown up, things get a deeper meaning.

Dear growing up, why do I seem to still be making so many mistakes. I thought it’d be easier since I’ve had a few years experience. When will all this come to pass. Why is it that I still can’t learn. Why do I seem so tired all the time. When does it get easier and more fun to be a grown up.