Talking Late with J
you and me may very well be- wise beyond our years
but that don't mean that we're immune- to all these human fears
our lives and futures occasionally- seem just like illusions
we can't get rid of, nor avoid- all the teenage confusions
why is it that we can't understand- these things that we're feeling
we need a way to fight our battles- then begin the healing
to break our promise of what we are-and be something that we're not
immature? are you sure- i don't want to give it all i got
the days last long when you can't- give into your wants
when every dirty thing- pulls at you with taunts
you want to leave your jugdement- and live within the moment
will anyone ever know- our daily struggles and torment
scattered in our minds- every problem we debate
soon it will be clear- our crooked path turned straight
never will we be able to leave- our perfectly planned facade
with all these thoughts unnerving- i just pray to God
i think we are doing it right- course who would know our mistake
the few thousand tears we cry- will one day start to break
swarming in many problems- only some of them we own
they give them to us- because they know how much we've grown
still mature minds don't match our bodies- as we are very deep
we must live these years- through which i'd rather sleep
side-by-side through think and thin- i know we'll finally grow
into the adults we are destined to be-thanks a bunch my jo
~thanks for the convo last night, "you rock my socks of and then back on again" (copyrighted all rights reseved)
haha- see you at church!!
night,
Katie
but that don't mean that we're immune- to all these human fears
our lives and futures occasionally- seem just like illusions
we can't get rid of, nor avoid- all the teenage confusions
why is it that we can't understand- these things that we're feeling
we need a way to fight our battles- then begin the healing
to break our promise of what we are-and be something that we're not
immature? are you sure- i don't want to give it all i got
the days last long when you can't- give into your wants
when every dirty thing- pulls at you with taunts
you want to leave your jugdement- and live within the moment
will anyone ever know- our daily struggles and torment
scattered in our minds- every problem we debate
soon it will be clear- our crooked path turned straight
never will we be able to leave- our perfectly planned facade
with all these thoughts unnerving- i just pray to God
i think we are doing it right- course who would know our mistake
the few thousand tears we cry- will one day start to break
swarming in many problems- only some of them we own
they give them to us- because they know how much we've grown
still mature minds don't match our bodies- as we are very deep
we must live these years- through which i'd rather sleep
side-by-side through think and thin- i know we'll finally grow
into the adults we are destined to be-thanks a bunch my jo
~thanks for the convo last night, "you rock my socks of and then back on again" (copyrighted all rights reseved)
haha- see you at church!!
night,
Katie