I've Got So Much To Tell You

I've got so much to tell you.
I have so much to share.
I'd rather say in person, though
better now than when you're not there.

I've got so much to tell you.
I don't know where to start.
I'm married with four children
And people buy my art.

I've got so much to tell you.
My job's skyrocketed through the roof.
I've learnt how to knit
And made something just for proof.

I've got so much to tell you.
It has been far too long.
I built a house from nothing.
Bricks and pieces never wrong.

I've got so much to tell you.
Most importantly I'm great.
I'm happier than I've ever been,
I'm glad to tell you now instead of wait.

...

I had so much to tell you.
But I waited too long to share.
I wish that you were here,
I wish that you could care

That now I have a family
Just like you always wished.
And now I am everything
That you wanted on your list.

I'm sorry that I can't tell you
In person, face to face.
But I know that you can hear me
And am proud of what I've made.

Growing Up

Listen

School nights turn into week nights.

School days turn into work days.

Weekends turn into work days.

It's called growing up.

It happens slowly

and before you notice,

you're driving around

trying to find where you belong

which is Nowhere and

Everywhere all at the same time.

And people keep calling you

asking for help and guidance

but you're just as lost,

and you realise....

That's what life is about:

Being Lost.

But the world keeps on spinning

and changing, faster than you.

The number of candles grow

as the wicks get smaller.

Friends turn into lovers 

and lovers turn into nothing.

The world keeps on shrinking

as your circle falls away,

and you have to learn to cope

in the ever-changing world

of an adult wishing to be a child.

It's called growing up.