When one is young,
Parents shape their future.
Life comes undone
Nothing you can suture.
One experience after another
Your mind sours.
The goodness in you, you smother
It retreats to a corner and cowers.
Left with only darkness
Your personality now transforms.
Your light is now a carcass
And your eyes are filled with storms.
The hate inside you boils
And comes to a head.
Everyone you know, recoils
As they fill with dread.
You feel like a ronin
with nowhere left to turn
The walls around you close in
This is what you've learned.
So do what you can
And live your life alone
You never had a plan
Your entire existence, you've blown.
Jan 12, 2011
Jan 12, 2011 at 1:43 AM UTC
When one is young,
Parents shape their future.
Life comes undone
Nothing you can suture.
One experience after another
Your mind sours.
The goodness in you, you smother
It retreats to a corner and cowers.
Left with only darkness
Your personality now transforms.
Your light is now a carcass
And your eyes are filled with storms.
The hate inside you boils
And comes to a head.
Everyone you know, recoils
As they fill with dread.
You feel like a ronin
with nowhere left to turn
The walls around you close in
This is what you've learned.
So do what you can
And live your life alone
You never had a plan
Your entire existence, you've blown.
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