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