As you stand on your  floor,

Staring out your window,

You wonder why

You feel so low.

You tell yourself that it's not because

You're suddenly alone.

But the truth is that

You truly wish you'd known.

You wish you'd known

How much you'd miss it,

That simple life you led,

But now the light is lit.

You can't ignore it any longer,

All those truths that you've denied;

You thought they told you truly,

But the truth is that they lied.

They lied about the fact

That it's not okay to cry.

They told you never to grow up,

But they never told you why.

They made it seem so easy,

When in truth it's hard,

And they made you want it badly,

Like the grass in someone else's yard.

But now you wished you'd listened

To all those sappy songs;

You wish you'd heard them when they said

You'd miss it when it's gone.

You wish you'd never wished

To grow up quite so fast,

And you wish that you had known

That you would wish that it would last.

You wish that you had realized

How much living costs,

And that you had been nicer

To the people that you've lost.

You wish that you had listened better

When they said that you should stay a kid,

But now that time is over,

And you'll never get back all the things that you did.

The time you thought you had is gone,

And you'll never get it back,

And for the first time you realize,

All the things that grown ups lack.

Like a father's kiss goodnight,

And getting tucked into bed,

And hugs from your mother,

And the stories she read.

Like being driven everywhere,

Instead of driving yourself,

And never having to replace

The knicknacks on your shelf.

Like never being alone,

Even when you were;

Like your mom's cooking,

And Dad's rotten humor.

Like great big bear hugs

From uncles and such,

And breaking the glasses

In Aunt Sarah's hutch.

And you wish to the heavens

That you hadn't been wrong-

That you didn't miss it

Now that it's gone.

The simple truth is, however,

That you're out of luck,

Because, in reality,

Growing up sucks.