Never grow up

I didn't write this:

Getting high meant swinging on the playground,
Protection meant wearing a helmet,
All you could get from boys were cooties,
Race issues were who could run the fastest,
War was only a card game,
Your worst enemies were your siblings,
Wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut,
The only drug we knew was cough medicine,
Screwing up meant that we said the alphabet wrong,
The only thing that hurt us were scraped knees,
And goodbyes meant only until tomorrow.