Hang in there
Things will get better
It cant rain all the time
Childhood did not adequately prepare me,
Teenage hormones crippled my mind.
A young adult so longing to haze away the pain,
Faulty genetics, predestined to break.
Drunken nights, blurry weeks
Red pill, blue pill, 3 2 1...
White bump cope
Anything to keep afloat
Tasting colors, raining sounds
All to keep from sliding down
Adulthood is a shame, a travesty
I often wish I could slap 13 year old me
For every time i would believe it would get better when i grew up
How stupid could you be, child?
You know nothing.
Nothing of the pain your heart will feel
Nothing of true failure
Nothing of pure loneliness
You bought into it all
My, My… look at who has stumbled down the rabbit hole now!
Your passions stifled
Your ambition crushed
Limp & left for dead upon the cold stones
This too shall pass,
Things will get better,
It cant rain all the time...
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 5:36 PM UTC
Hang in there
Things will get better
It cant rain all the time
Childhood did not adequately prepare me,
Teenage hormones crippled my mind.
A young adult so longing to haze away the pain,
Faulty genetics, predestined to break.
Drunken nights, blurry weeks
Red pill, blue pill, 3 2 1...
White bump cope
Anything to keep afloat
Tasting colors, raining sounds
All to keep from sliding down
Adulthood is a shame, a travesty
I often wish I could slap 13 year old me
For every time i would believe it would get better when i grew up
How stupid could you be, child?
You know nothing.
Nothing of the pain your heart will feel
Nothing of true failure
Nothing of pure loneliness
You bought into it all
My, My… look at who has stumbled down the rabbit hole now!
Your passions stifled
Your ambition crushed
Limp & left for dead upon the cold stones
This too shall pass,
Things will get better,
It cant rain all the time...
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