Becoming

I used to wish
To be an older kid
Cause' they played on fields
And everyone cheered
I grew tough
I got stained in grass and love
So I stood up tall
But underneath I still crawled

I thought that by that point
I'd feel less noise

Oh the fight is never won
I give up on feeling young
Tell me when will I be done becoming?

And now I try
To build into the sky
Where I hope to find
A feeling of peace

My tower soars
I build a hundred floors
But this structure grows
On my childhood woes

I thought that by this point
I'd feel less noise

Oh the fight is never won
I give up on feeling young
Tell me when will I be done becoming?

There was a freedom in the dirt
My feet connected with the earth
I never thought to measure my worth

Oh the fight is never won
I give up on feeling young
Tell me when will I be done becoming?



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Benka
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