She saw her little cousin yesturday.. and she almost cried.
Her little cousin wanted to grow up so fast and it killed her inside.
Only the girl knew the troubles ahead.
She thought of the times were she cried in bed.
It was always hard to resist.
The certain edge to cut her wrist.
She didnt want her cousin to grow.
Cause then her cousin would soon know.
That being older isnt always fun. It isnt always a day in the sun.
It was actually almost always blood, and sweat and tears.
Its called love, it makes you face your biggest fears.
The names they will call you, will hurt you inside.
But your forced to keep it all in like your paralyzed.
Till your finally alone then the time will come.
For you to drown with the hate of some.
Its looks hard but dont you wait
dont grow up with a heart of hate.
She didnt want her cousin to grow.
She doesnt want her to face the challenges she doesnt know.