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