Growing Up

My legs are hanging from the swing They shouldn't be hairy I read in magazines Do you cross the days off the calendar even when they're dead just to keep track? Did you leave a blank page for us in your memoir? Can't comprehend we're not coming back I'm getting tired of lonely life, But I closed the door Acting strong But I'm not sure Am I so wrong for wanting more than before? I'm scared of getting old Doing it alone Dry skin is peeling from your lips Raisins are dancing On your fingertips I wanna be bothered by unripe fruit again My mind's now full Of rules "how to please men" I'm getting tired of lonely life, But I closed the door Acting strong But I'm not sure Am I so wrong for wanting more than before? I'm scared of getting old Doing it alone