I grew up too fast
never knowing what
it's like to live free
I'm a teen
who is young
but I have
a foot in the grave
why do I feel so old?
my prison guards
won't let me go
in fear I'll ***** up
in their ways
like they did
when can I go?
I sit here
wishing to be gone
wishing to be alone
wishing to be free
when are they gonna realize
I am not them
I wish I could make mistakes
fall and bleed
until my lungs fail
I am being watched
by the spectators
never being unchained
I am not them
yet, they fear I will be
their burdens and mistakes
are mine to carry
in fault I just might
I can't wait to run away
with their heads to the side
and never look back
I just want some space
to be free and think
******* freedom
is all I ask.