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I think back on my childhood. Times that we're still good, Before they switched it up, Like, "Now it's time for adulthood." Spent 18 years behind a desk, Told to play at break, Now life feels unrelated, and it feels like a **** waste. It isn't useless, it just isn't right. Train me to throw fists, Then toss me into a knife fight. What'd you prepare me for? I still struggle with my taxes, I got a degree, but it feels like I'm still stuck with all the masses. After all these years, It feels like I was taught wrong, Guided down a path that my heart and soul didn't sit right on. And every now and then I start to fight back, But no one likes it when you start to vary off the track. They pushback Like, "No, not that". But I am not you. So, **** that! And I struggle but you can't see it though. Always talk about me like I'm a lazy bloke, Say I'm part of the lazy folk, But your path to happiness, Is my ******* hell road. I think back on my childhood. Times that we're still good... At least, that's how it felt back then...
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Jul 27, 2023
Jul 27, 2023 at 3:05 AM UTC
Childhood...
I think back on my childhood. Times that we're still good, Before they switched it up, Like, "Now it's time for adulthood." Spent 18 years behind a desk, Told to play at break, Now life feels unrelated, and it feels like a **** waste. It isn't useless, it just isn't right. Train me to throw fists, Then toss me into a knife fight. What'd you prepare me for? I still struggle with my taxes, I got a degree, but it feels like I'm still stuck with all the masses. After all these years, It feels like I was taught wrong, Guided down a path that my heart and soul didn't sit right on. And every now and then I start to fight back, But no one likes it when you start to vary off the track. They pushback Like, "No, not that". But I am not you. So, **** that! And I struggle but you can't see it though. Always talk about me like I'm a lazy bloke, Say I'm part of the lazy folk, But your path to happiness, Is my ******* hell road. I think back on my childhood. Times that we're still good... At least, that's how it felt back then...
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SymphonyOfSilence
27/M/South Africa
Jul 27, 2023
Jul 27, 2023 at 3:05 AM UTC
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