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Today, i felt poetic. i dont know why, i just did...

I'm becoming a freshman.
It is only a few days till school and i can't wait.
To meet with my old friends and make some new ones.
To mature myself just a little bit more.
I'm becoming a freshman.

Today my little cousins visited,
But I don't refer to them as my cousins.
I refer to them as my little brothers,
Not by blood or name, but by time.

Today, we went outside to play.
We laughed loudly as we made fools of ourselves.
Falling of out skateboards and skooters like a bunch of idiots,
But we still had fun under the nice calming weather.

Afterwards, we stayed at a nearby park,
To rest out tired bodies setting under the sun.
We chuchkled as we cracked stupid, immature jokes,
And we sang and whistled badly to out favorite songs.

We started going down a few slides
Tumbling down as pathetic ragdolls.
Only to crash into each other,
We were giggling and screaming of joy and pain.

They left for home, and I recalled this foreshadowy event.
Acting childish, laughing at stupid jokes with toilet humor.
Singing tunelessly but soulfully, Falling carelessly but painfully.
It all brings to mind something important, but useless at the same time.

"I'm becoming a freshman."


For those wondering, "becoming a freshman" symbolizes growing up.
what do you think?