When playing video games in our underwear was your ideal
and I couldn’t do it,
when I was bored with your old cartoons
and didn’t want to sit still-
you were trying not to grow up
and I couldn’t stand that.
But I think we had it all backwards
’cause you were already there-
I couldn’t be your youth again
’cause I wanted away from that.
Do you have cookies for breakfast, old man,
wherever, whoever you are now?
Are you still growing down,
now that I’ve grown up?