At the grand age of thirteen
Then suddenly without warning
It becomes this unstoppable machine
Wanting to stay out too late
And wearing clothes too old
Never coming home on time
And never do what they are told
They don’t want to be seen
Around the town with only you
And when you shout there name
They look away to a different view
Their emotions always unbalanced
All they do is scream and shout
Believing they are always right
Their thoughts are never in doubt
But as they get older and wiser
And realise what they’ve done
You forgive them without question
As they’ll always be your daughter or son
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