I remember when pink tights Were classier than skin tight And those days when I looked up to the sky Not because my friend just died, but because it was pretty When the ice cream man wasn’t a creep Just a nice jolly man staying off the streets Giving me ice cream when mommy wouldn’t I remember playing my mixed tapes Without thinking about the next ipod6 point oh The time when I walked to the edge of my driveway just to sing Not because I wanted to run from everything The days when punishment was not being allowed to play outside Now punishment follows you till the day you die I remember using my imagination to build myself a new world Full of color and swirls and ice cream and day long trips to the playground The times I couldn’t think straight because laughter wouldn’t stop ringing Ringing, ringing in my ears
Now I’m forced to fall down, bow down; Hell bound in a society which does not forgive Forced to swallow your huge fists and cheap tricks without a tear Swallow, swallow, don’t spit *****, swallow Pick up those bricks lined on the sidewalk named time and enemy And carry them to your next destination Where you can drop them off while you pick up memory Let’s take a walk down memory lane and see where it leads us The next ally is hell Hell, maybe your memories take you somewhere different I hope they take you places I never went Places I plan on going someday, someway When everything changes Changes like the leaves change during autumn Jingles like the change in my pocket; echoing as I walk the silent streets Attempting to be discreet; but jingling nonetheless As I walk up to the man who pushed me down, watched as I drowned And sock it to him Right in the face; Put him in his place Because there is no place for him in my life No place like home, no place like home Home was hell And trust me; there is no place like the fires and wrath you’ll feel if you come home Ill be home for Christmas darling Because isn’t this the life you wanted, isn’t daddy oh so charming As he kicks us down the stairs and screams that he just doesn’t care Thanks for the memories Yea; I’ll be sure to stomp one to him And rub the dog **** off my sneaker while I’m at it Hopefully some of the spit he spat at Me will wipe off too So yea, sure… I remember But I’m moving on On and onward towards the lights shining brighter than the sun To a place where the oceans so calm drown the fires A place where they deny all the liars All but one Me Because I spent my life wrapped up in my lies Tied down by everything I tried to deny Chained to the past as my mind ****** my future Mind ****** out of my own mind and into another’s without a ****** Nobody knew what they were getting themselves into Until I gave them a piece of my disease A little bit of my depression Made its own kind of impression On everyone who made an attempt to understand But enough about that-- I’m not here to chit chat About what I’m moving past As long as I pass all of my classes Despite those, I’m pouncing forward When I get out of here I'll jump to the moon Watch me Someday I’ll have a new way with a new mood and a new dude Who will know, but won’t be fooled by the show Instead he’ll know my truest laughter And he’ll know that the past doesn’t matter Because I am me Let me be And I will continue to live and breathe and smile for awhile and cry when I lie And drink with my shrink and laugh with power during this hour of MY time