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Sep 2017
take me back to when I was young and everything was simple
never had to worry about bad relationships or pimples
where we only cried when we skinned our knees
the only high we got, was when we climbed up trees
goodbyes only meant until tomorrow
for kids like us, what was sorrow.?
then I grew up and things went left
people would do anything to be the best
take a life or ruin some
giving a **** was slim to none
where girls would do anything for attention
lie, steal, betray their friends and some other things I dare not mention
guns and drugs are what make you cool
getting your life right means you're a fool
the color of your skin determines your skill
where we numb ourselves so we cannot feel
the heartbreak that hurt so much you thought you couldn't make it
you don't want anyone to know, so put a smile on and fake it
but the pressure of life got to be too much
pushed past your breaking point, you decided you were done
you poured the mix of ***** and pills down your lungs
staring at the ceiling wondering why
it got to be so hard, you couldn't live life
things used to be all fun and games
why can't then and now be the same.?
you're in a hospital bed and your thoughts arun
take me back to when I was young
where everything was simple
one never worried about bad relationships or pimples
we only cried when we skinned our knees
can I go back?
please, please, please.
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