Growing up I didn't know
If I was immature or just a little slow
You see I always had intentions for the best
But I took to heart all these suggestions given by the rest
Suggestions that didn't make all that sense
Which made me think twice on my self-confidence
You see I always had intentions for the best
But maybe I was too naive,
too hung up, too tense.
In my quest to be better, I admit that
multiple times I ruined situations
I caused the drama,
the tears, the fights
But only because I didn't know what was right
You see, I swear I had intentions for the best
And I hope to one day ace this test
This test of finally growing up and to know
To stop being immature, to stop being slow