growing up

you were Just a kid sitting at a table with a pen in paper.You will just riding down your own math problems cause you were born in class.Most of them would be plus 2 + 3 and so on.And on.But now you are a tween sitting at the lunch table, wondering, why do people like me?Why am I annoying, do people actually like me now?You're teenager sitting in eighth grade.thinking this class is hard.I wish I was a kid again Now you are a high Schooler in the bathroom kissing boys, man.What's the point?Boys are just drama is just no Good grades now.You're in college or maybe out of college sitting there.Wondering my classes are even harder.Which I was a teenager now even though in your teenage years you were thinking you were still a kid