Soda becomes vodka.
Bikes become cars.
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?
Dad's shoulders were the highest place on
earth and mum was your hero?
Your worst
enemies were your siblings.
Race issues
were about who ran the fastest.
War was
only a card game.
And the only drug you
knew was cough medicine.
The most
pain you felt was when you skinned your
knees,
And goodbyes only meant until
tomorrow?
And we couldn't wait to grow
up
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