We rush to grow, real pain we think we know
One heartbreak and the world ends, consumed by our various trends
Unadmittingly we think we know it all, though our lives have barely begun to crawl
Looking back why did we hurry? Back to sixteen I wish we could scurry
Wished for adulthood, though kids again if only we could
None of us had the slightest clue, looking back we know its true
Now its time for us to be grown, though many their maturity has not yet been shown
Some will continue to fail, others the ladder of success they will scale
Lives of a different fate, linked by a common trait
Remembering themselves as kids again, and how simple life trully was back then.