On one hand, I can't wait to leave,
but on the other, I'm terrified of growing up.
I have trouble seeing the light.
What's the point if you can't see?
There isn't.
There's a ton.
There's none.
You're stuck in this void of emptiness
and you can't get out.
Stuck in a darkness where there is no light.
There is no way out.
You stay there alone, confused and afraid.
No one comes to find you.
Suddenly, there is someone;
suddenly, unexpectedly, amazingly,
and yo don't feel alone anymore.
Then they leave you, and it's worse than before.
Why did you try to grow up and to love?
Now you're afraid to love again.
Afraid to try again.
Afraid to be.
Besides, if they couldn't love you,
Why should you love you?