Being a Kid

Crying because of the toe in my sock
Laughing ten seconds later
Being too blunt for my own good
Fibbing left and right
“I didn't take the cookie!”
The cookie in my hand
Throwing a tantrum when it's time to go to bed
Dead asleep in a matter of minutes

Growing up-
They say it happens
But why then are there days when
I feel two and four and six?
Why are there days when
I feel like crying
For no apparent reason
Days when I need to be tucked in
And sung a familiar tune
I'm growing up, so they say
But sometimes
I feel like I'm growing down