Growing is my inner sense
Fading is my innocence
Life is fleeting, non repeating
Forgive my belligerence
Find my as I reference
My childhood that's now gone
Fatalities befalling me
And forcing me to move on
Forcing me to live strong
Forcing me to love long
In reference to the present
I pray my head's not on wrong
Wishing for the simpler things
A time before feeling the sting
Of adult reality and missing all the mystery
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 3:43 PM UTC
Growing is my inner sense
Fading is my innocence
Life is fleeting, non repeating
Forgive my belligerence
Find my as I reference
My childhood that's now gone
Fatalities befalling me
And forcing me to move on
Forcing me to live strong
Forcing me to love long
In reference to the present
I pray my head's not on wrong
Wishing for the simpler things
A time before feeling the sting
Of adult reality and missing all the mystery
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