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