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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but i really wish that dey had a chance to experience this crying, lying for all these years even right now i'm trying to hold back the tears I sit down in all my sorrow growing up brings alot of stress everybody trying to dress to impress studying your poem i picked up these lines i liked very much. so meaningful.. and finally you come to the point..... u don't want to go back to all dat so nice. it is just a lesson and teaching for all. that is our work for the humanity as poets. we convey a lot. who knows some one may read your poem and change their lives all together. Then you become a heavenly being and writing poems acquires meaning. God bless you. tony