Your bestfriends become your worst enemies. Lollipops turn into cigarettes The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Detentions become suspensions. Soda becomes vodka. Underwear turns into thongs. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet not wearing a condom? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? When you thought babies were left on your doorstep? When dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings, race issues were about who ran the fastest? War was only a card game, the only drug you knew was cough medicine, and wearing a skirt didn't make you a whore? The only things that hurt you were skinned knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? The only drama you knew of was romeo & juliet? The only thing you could cheat in was games, and players were only for sports not relationships? The only way we could change was with clothes and not ourselves. Here's the funny part, The only thing I remember was wanting to grow up .
