I remember when I was a little child that all I wanted to do was go outside and play
I was so happy and free with no worries about waking up to a dead mother or an alcoholic father
I was so naive and I was so blind to the ugly truth that my family is
I understand that no ones perfect but, my mom was once trying to leave me when I was so young
How'd I explain that to my future friends?
What would I even tell myself?

i am not a good writer
nor do i strive to be
this is a way for me to express myself and get out all of my demons
they haunt me every day
from the time i wake up to the time i go to sleep
sometimes though, i’m able to get away
and those times, those very rare times, i am able to be free and happy

there you were
dark brown eyes that let me see inside your mind
i can always tell if you’re upset but, you’re too proud to admit that you could ever be in distress
oh that stubborn personality only drew me closer
i’ve always been attractive to front-forward guys
you were just something new
something that i would soon fall in love with
again and again
you’ve always been the thought bugging me
the thing i never could have
the forbidden fruit