I use to dream of heaven.. I use to feel the magic,
But listen to this story, I'm afraid it's rather tragic,
The presence of an angle, a constant ray of luck,
But all that beauty fades as sadly I grew up,
The world had changed it was bitter and greedy,
A dying planet with no concern for the needy,
I am stuck here now.. With all the facts,
Trying to deal with my anti ******,
We ****, we take, we're not very smart,
I thought it was awesome, now it just breaks my heart,
Am I alone? Do you feel it too?
I guess growing up is just hard to do........