The Blind Leading the Blind

Whoever said we are supposed to be mature adults, well they barely have a clue
Whoever said that we as youthful parents barely have a clue?

Most friends my age are having babies, perhaps already but with small children
It's few and far between that are parenting young adults, tall teens
who complain and know better
who break rules but know better
and don't care
but still look to us for guidance,

young, smiling, yet sometimes tragic struggling artists living,

When did I stop believing that I was still young?
I was bitter and dispositioned at being misplaced
at the edge of 40
confused as old disproved and rushed
And have we forgotten it was just yesterday, last night in fact
we were playing rock n roll
this morning laughing from a hungover an all night of ecstacy and wine
partying until the sun shown in the sky

And have we forgotten we are still the rock n roll children
we own the night, yes still
in our high heels
in our boots
in our fishnet mascara houndstooth
and truth be told, yes we can lead these kids all right
we are not the blind leading the blind

No, we don't hide and pretend, feigning those adult lies
We are who we are in our 30's with teens in our wake
with teenagers in our wake
barely young enough to be old parents

but we're definitely there