• Your friend becomes your worst enemy.
    Your ex-boyfriend becomes a Jerk.
    Lollipops turn into cigarettes.
    The innocent ones turn into sluts.
    Soda becomes vodka.
    Bikes become cars.
    Undies turn into g-strings.
    Remember when getting high, meant swinging on the playground?
    When protection meant, wearing a helmet?
    When the worst things you, could get from boys were cooties?
    Race issues were about, who ran the fastest.
    War was only a card game.
    The only drug you knew, was cough medicine.
    The only things that hurt you, were skinned knees.
    And goodbyes only meant until tomorrow.
    And to think we all couldn’t wait to grow up.