i wish my troubles
could float off in the bubbles
but nope
they're staying here
all around my feet
i don't see them
but i trip over them constantly
i'm not ready for maturity
it's coming at me
with the speed of light
put up my one and only shield against it
it's not yielding
it won't slow down for me
i guess you could say
i haven't graduated childhood
i'm not scared
i can take the future and whatever it brings my way
but i can't let go
of the things i haven't experienced
concentration fades
the kids story books remind me of a better time
it just hit me today
that it only happens once
and quickly too…
i don't want anymore school books
i don't want to have this hurt
that i didn't find in the good ol' days
i'm sick and tired of worrying about who i am
i don't want to rely on artificial highs to get me by
i don't want to have to steal just to feel the thrill
one day this'll all catch up to me…
and i'll feel true regret
for the first time
hows that for growing up?
take me back
to that first day
when i almost killed my mother
take me back
and let me relive
every
single
day
maybe not to change anything…
just because i miss you,
my dear past
hurts more then every pain
that has occurred in my life
when i realize
i can never turn back the hands of time
peter pan take me away
an incomplete childhood
is what anchors me down
the current continues to nag at me
it'll never give up the fight
and it
will
win…