Last call[for adult hood].

When yesterday looked so bleak,
and we thought tommarow would never come,
trying to make a name for ourselves,
the Jane Doe's of today we had become.

Our high school days were full of our inner child
trying to catch up with the pace,
when all we knew was the playground we grew up on,
it was only our future we couldn't taste.

All of the late nights,
and young love butterflies,

All of the times we waved a fist at anger,
not knowing wrong from right.

All of the memories written,
upon stall doors with permanent marker,
and the love letters to the person you actually thought
you would be with the rest of your life.

When we forgot who we were,
inside their eyes that only seen sin,
we were lost in yesterday,
just begging to fit in.


The shatterd chorus of yesterday
has stopped playing it's melody today
a new chorus is being played overhead
one that you don't know by name.

Our juvenille days are over,
and we are slowly entering the adult hood that lies ahead,
here is where it doesn't matter anymore,
about who is dating who or what so and so said.

The leap we must make is scary,
and we don't have very much time to think,
some people never jump over,
it is now our time to swim or sink.

Many times we will want to jump back,
because life gives us something we can't take,
but the border control won't let you go back,
because you have already turned eighteen.

Adult hood,
or your inner child?,
today you must make that choice,
It isn't up to any one else,
but you and whatever becomes your choice.

A trip to adult hood,
is one everyone must make,
to learn,live and love
and plan our futures at stake.


so you can choose to be peter pan forever,
or decide to steer away from never land for good,
because right now is the last call for adult hood,
and its all up to you what you choose.