Once something comes, another thing goes
Its either a win, or a loss
it may start small, but in the end it will grow
It will grow just like tree moss

You will grow in one way, but try to change in another
You will have different thoughts about your friends then what you had before
You will make some new friends, but then lose the others
You will have lost the friends that you adore

You might be pressured by your new friends, unlike your other friends
You thought you’d be more happy, but you’ve been depressed more
You buy new clothes, just to get into the new trends
When someone makes fun of you, no one sticks up for you like before

Now you’ve gotten into bad things, there is no turning back
You’ve made the wrong choices, done the wrong things
You have no one to help you, everything is out of whack
In the end, you lose everything