We all wished to grow up early in our childhood
But now we realize
Being an adult is quite difficult
When you enter in your eighteen\'s
The light of people\'s hopes becomes attached to yourself.
Keeping things locked in the heart.
Surrender your loneliness to different kind of thoughts
Putting the wishes of others above your own
Letting go all of your childhood desires
Crying out in silent without letting other know.
Letting go of what we were used to and moving on with something, you are not.
Year after year
Life is so similar and flat every year without excitement but it changes secretly
And added numbers to our ages
Growing up is not an easy tast, but Hard enough to survive