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On Growing Up

Contributed by lisa99460 on Wednesday, 27th February 2008 @ 12:15:08 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

I hold on tight to my past and step into the future
Neither feels warm and neither feels right
Stay put in the middle and I just become a waste
So who’s forcing this move on me overnight?

It was once so easy like 1, 2, 3
I’d wake up, live life, sleep, and repeat
Now the only thing keeping me from being me is me?
Seems like all of a sudden my inner selves are forced to compete.

Home is where it’s at but I sure as hell can’t be there
And when I leave where do I stay? Where do I go? How do I know?
Cause my body can travel but my mind just stays put
Seems like I can’t make my brain communicate with my foot

Once it was as clear to me as a diamond in the sky
Guess they read the rules to me as a child and I signed em’ and agreed
Not knowing that when I got here they’d knock me off my horse so high
Cause I’m not ready to choose and I don’t know what I need

But as society accepts it the cycle never fails
You live a life not knowing what it entails
Until so soon you see that the end does not mean death
But rather when they force you to use your own lungs to take a deep breath.

Copyright Â© lisa99460 ... [ 2008-02-27 12:15:08]
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