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Growing Up Too Fast
An old friend of mine told me some time ago
That I was just a kid who grew up too fast
Didn’t appreciate my childhood
Wouldn’t take the time to enjoy it and make it last
Told me there was so much I was missing
Said I was sixteen goin’ on thirty-eight
Thought I should be spending my time playing some ball
Said “Boy, bein’ an adult ain’t so great”
When I was younger I was always a good kid
But as time went on, the quality of “good” decided to stray
And at the tender age of thirteen
I gave my innocence away
And so when I was sixteen and more naïve than ever
I decided it was time to grab a bottle
Got behind the wheel of my 67’ Chevy
Without any hesitation, slammed the throttle
I guess the turn was a little to close
The road still wet from the flood
I finally awoke to a shocking sight
As I found myself lying in a puddle of blood
And I remember when my parents were called in that night
Doc told mom to take a seat
Never witnessed such a depressing time
The room played such a somber beat
I’ll never forget the feeling inside
When the doctor told me I’d never again walk
Only then while I lay flat on my back and stare at the wall
Did the hands start to turn a little more slowly on the clock
Maybe if for a second I could have thought
Of someone other that myself and my greed
Then on this very day
For my life, I might not have to plead
And I wonder looking back
If I had not been in such a rush
Would I have possibly been spared
From death’s oh so close brush
I mean looking back now
Would it have really been all the hard
To just slow down a little bit
And maybe just maybe now I wouldn’t be so scarred
Who can forget when I finally decided I’d had enough
Bought a gun and pointed it to my head
It was the twenty-first of February, the year was 2009.
The day I filled my brain with lead
I mean is it foolish to think
That one could actually prevent such an unstoppable force
Or is it even worse to hold the belief
That the occurrences that day were actually fate’s course
Still one has to wonder if this all could have been avoided
If I would have just taken the time
To slow down and smell the roses
And while I had the chance, enjoyed my prime
So please hold the following dearly
In life, it is a grave truth
That the greatest time spent on earth
Is that of one’s youth
Always remember don’t grow up too fast
Seize the day and live the times
And maybe down the road if lucky
Never again will be written such solemn rhymes
