Growing Up Poem by Anonymous Daughter

Growing up can b a drag
specially having to listen to all these people brag
bout how good, nice and fun dey life is
but i really wish that dey had a chance to experience this
all dis drama and pain
seems to me everyday it rains
crying, lying for all these years
even right now i'm trying to hold back the tears
I sit down in all my sorrow
hopelessly waiting for tomorrow
growing up brings alot of stress
everybody trying to dress to impress
dey try to pull u in to their crazy ways
but u close your eyes and rememba those old days
u don't want to go back to all dat
you'd ratha get hit by a baseball bat
if you listen to what i have to say
in the future you won't have to pay
for all the things that i went through
pain and sorrow made me feel blue
growing up can b a drag
but in da future
' don't u wanna b da one to brag