I woke up at 26
There's a lot of life that I've missed
As I look around, I can actually see for once
Being where I am now seems like such a better place
What I once was, was old news
I was like an old newspaper torn and bruised
I'll keep on keeping on and never go back to being old news
Ain't it funny how nothing stays the same?
I guess I once thought life was just a game
Now I look at all I've got and think it'll be ok because today is a good day
And this feeling won't fade away
I thought that growing up would be easy but mad did it prove me wrong
I love myself now, for once in my life and I don't think I'll ever realize