Growth
As a child I had the freedom of mistakes
As a child I held your hand
I was afraid: You calmed the seas
But now there’s a line in the sand
As a child I wished the world away
As I child I fit the mold
As I child I dreamed everyday
But now, just dreaming is old
I want to live the things I’ve always desired
And desire the things that are pure
To forget the symptoms of the plague
And instead seek only the cure
A man is not much different than a child
He is scared just the same
But he sees the beauty in becoming what
He never thought he’d gain