Experience: ups and downs

where the sidewalk ends is where I lose and where I begin.
I lose battles against them; dad and him.
I was told I'm doing wrong by dad, and right by him.
But at the end I was fooled by both, and that's where the sidewalk ends.
Now I wish I'm a child or at least pretend.
Pretend to be a soul that hadn’t experienced such sense.
Or you know what, this is where it truly begins.
Perhaps self-discovery and maturity are now in.
It's really what makes us determined and it's really where the sidewalk ends, or begins.