I'm nearly 20.
I thought by now I would be able to see clearly,
But it's cold outside and a little foggy,
Don't really feel in control of my life

I'm a little dizzy

I feel naive, trying to plan my life out,
Truth is those plans drive me crazy,
I'm lost in the moments of adolescence,
Makes me sick, makes me weary,
I thought my life would nourish me plenty,
Not to say I'm simply unhappy,
It's just that i can't help but think that...

Why have things turned out so differently?
What is life trying to tell me? To teach me?

I'm nearly 20.
I look like a delicate seed but feel like an old oak tree,
Worn in, old and bashed against the sea,
Feel like I'm drifting motionlessly,

Into that sea

The captain's dead and rafts are broken,
haven't got any sense of direction,
Wonder where i am going,
Floating in introspection,
And I just can't help but think that,

Why have things turned out so differently,
What is life trying to teach me? To show me?

I'm nearly 20.
Lost my childhood, sadly
I'd be lying if I said i haven't lost more, frankly,
But no regrets, they've shaped me into the man I am, even if it's been crazy
And i just can't help but think that

Why have things turned out so differently,
What is life trying to teach me? To show me?

I'm nearly 20.
Thought I loved him
Boy did he put me in a frenzy,
Shame you were a waste of time and money,
But I'll never forget your eyes- soft blue eyes staring at me kindly,

I found a home in them,unexpectedly,
Don't worry though, I will still be friendly,
And i just can't help but think that

Why have things turned out so differently,
What is life trying to teach me? To show me?

I'm nearly 20.
I've not been a saint, incidentally
Realize I've made bad choices, with and without company,
Ready to put them a cemetery,
Bury them into soil and dirt,

Maybe then I can look back and feel less hurt so i just can't help but think that

Why have things turned out so differently,
What is life trying to teach me? To show me?

I'm nearly 20.
Still writing sad poetry
Listening to the same old bands,
Unfortunately,
Feel like I'm changing, not the same old me
So much more I could be,
What happens now, I don't really know,
But I'm nearly 20,
So I guess we'll see.

The spark from your touch
Was enough to ignite
My dusty old heart
To finally shine bright

But I was afraid
Of the heat inside
When you asked my legs
To spread open wide

I was always told
Never to play with fire
So I pushed you away
And ignored my desire

Now I’m left with nothing
But this empty bed
Your scent on my pillow
And words left unsaid

You fell into my roots willingly;
In the summer haze my flora shone effervescently,
But winter came, my pink petals died
And without your rose tinted view,
You saw my roots for what they were,
Scars of what I was going through,
You fell too deep, and I couldn't save you.

T-R-A-P-P-E-D

T for the time I've spent thinking about you.

R for the recent memories pooling into my mind reminding me how there was nothing I could do.

A for the amount of moments we had that held us together like sticky glue.

P for the promise you made to me crystal clear all shiny brand new.

Another P for that same promise which you broke, shattered into shards, fell to the floor, when you said we were through.

E for the bittersweet end of you moving on and me crying to my mom under a heavy sky fading blue.

D for the destruction you caused me, trying to forget you but you're just like a faded tattoo.

T-R-A-P-P-E-D

I'm trapped in the memory of you,
But I've started to think a little less about you,
The moments we shared were great but none of it was ever true,
Because that promise you broke showed the real you,
So I've covered up your tattoo with something brand new-
I pray one day you take the time for some introspection,
Realise all your misplaced affection do some self reflection:
And maybe you'll see that all I had was time for you,
All I wanted was to cherish our memories and bask in our moments
Keep my promise to you
And if that ever happens,
Don't ever try to call me, cause you'll know what it feels like to be

T-R-A-P-P-E-D

Trapped in the memory of me
Wondering what should've been and what could've been
While I will be soaring free
Focuing on that degree and
Chasing silver linings exploring all there is to see

Because you're

T-R-A-P-P-E-D

In the one that got away
And you're gonna regret till you're old and grey.

I was fire;
Eyes burning with rage,
Gasoline in my viens,
You were cold like crystal ice,
Glistening in the heat,
Frozen enough to escape my eyre.

I was water;
Running free like a stream,
Let you see the depths of my sea,
You were the restless rock,
Letting me chip away at you,
A boat with a vicious marauder.

I was light:
Smiling like the sunshine,
A flickering candle,
You were the dark surrounding me,
Of all the things I couldn't see,
In the dark, I dreamed of things we could be.

I was soul;
Dancing in the moonlight,
To the beat of your heart,
You were soft music,
Connecting two lost parts,
In rhythmic tones and acoustics.

I miss the way me and you used to be,
How I hugged you-sang you my favourite song,
I gave my heart to you at the bottom of the sea,
You left it there, drowning with nowhere to belong,

You ran while it screamed and cried for you,
Ran until it's last beat was all but complete,
It's not your fault, you didn't have a clue,
You ran while your eyes were in concrete:

You couldn't see the Witch before your eyes;
Charm your mind, poison your body, spell your soul,
Don't listen to the Siren- swim to your demise,
Kitsune won't stop until you're under her control,

I'm sorry to brittle bone that I lied, lied, lied:
No matter what we go through I'll always love you,
My heart is dead at the bottom of the sea, but still cries,
Hoping you'll swim down to find me like a lost tattoo ,

And I'll wait for you to come hear my favourite song,
Cause me and you will never be apart for too long.