I was robbed of my youth
Just a couple years ago
And to tell you the truth
I was happy to let it go
I don’t feel tied down to childish dreams
Because they have been replaced with violent screams
But these screams know everything
These words know all
Because to retrace your steps
Is to shuffle back and fall
Every night I think of the day
Wondering if tomorrow will be okay
No one is sick, no one is dying
Although I feel like I should be crying
Home is place where you want to belong
But in this place, this city, this town
My life and existence all feel wrong
Everyone tells me to grow up
As if I haven’t quite enough
I hate when people tell me what I should do
As if they even have a clue
Sacrifice is a lot more than you believe
Because if you’ve never lived it, then please leave
Sometimes it’s amazing, what people say
Because not everything happens that way
If you complain and those who complain
Doesn’t that make you the same?
To be very honest,
I’m driving myself insane
At this moment I’m alone in the dark
And typing, is not a walk in the park
This poem isn’t turning our like planned
But if you’re really human, then you’d understand
Anyway, I’m moving on
Because this is the part
Where everything goes wrong
To go back in time
Isn’t a crime
We all want to be young
Dangerous yet free
But when you crash and burn
Don’t blame me

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