When I was a child the world was endless My eyes sparkled with dreams When I was a child I didn’t care what anyone would think about me
When I was 10 there was a tree We all climbed it up We scrambled from branch to branch And back then that was enough
But then our friend left us And then the tree was cut down Beautiful branches littered the land And we kids were stuck on the ground
Maybe that’s when things started to go wrong Maybe that’s when the fights begun But how was I supposed to know What I was going to become?
When I was 12 I was boxed I thought “everyone hates me” I started locking myself up To my dreams I started to flee
I cried my tears, I hid from my fears I barely even tried And instead of going out I decided to hide
I thought “You’re terrible, no one loves you It’s your fault for being this way Your parents they hate you, your friends you annoy them” My innocence was just decay
When I was a child I didn’t care When I was a child I had fun When I had a child my world had just begun
But now I’m older, I wish I was wiser Cause now I feel alone I’ve went around from place to place But I know I’ll never be home