when did we grow up?
was there an exact moment,
a pin point time,
when i stopped being a kid?
when boys stopped having cooties,
and when playdates became parties.
when my language got foul
and i liked scraping my knees.
i stopped playing tag,
and ran from problems instead.
hide and seek isn't much fun,
because my demons always find me.
suddenly i wasn't crying over dad yelling,
but because my lover was.
when did i make the transition
from innocence
to who i am today?
