Remembering the wasted years....
The twenties are officially when your teenage years die.
High school is long past
the awkwardness of youth,
The stumbling, fumbling, mumbling graceless paces
that you used to run with joyful faces
you're supposed to loose that with the passing years
but I, for one, still hold some of those fears.
that path is restricted,
new rules apply to this road
it's a strange world with a new, strange code
suddenly things aren't so simple,
things aren't so fun
you're suddenly under the gun
decisions forced on a young soul
one not ready to decide her life's goal.
youth is no longer an excuse,
a phrase you can abuse,
"I'm young and stupid, I can do whatever I want."
I didn't take advantage of that phrase enough while I was young.
it's a crying shame,
the death of innocence,
the death of freedom,
society forcing our youth to grow up
forcing them to face "the real world"
Realizing you've wasted the best years of your life
"Carpe Diem" never quite happened for me
I spent too many days trying to be a good child
fit in with what my family wanted.
I never snuck out
I never really broke the rules...
I never openly defied my family like I wish I had.
Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I had...
I wish I would have rebelled in the right way
(what I would give to keep the years at bay...)
I wish I would have had a niche in that damnable school to be the real me
Instead of wasting so many years trying to fit what they wanted me to be.
I gave up, yes, and became my own woman,
but limited support, and more misunderstood.
I feel the regret
thinking of what those years could have beget
but I have them now... who's to say my teenage years can't last a little while longer?
Because we all know, the greatest death is the death of hope,
And I will never let the hope and the innocence die in my soul.
High school is long past
the awkwardness of youth,
The stumbling, fumbling, mumbling graceless paces
that you used to run with joyful faces
you're supposed to loose that with the passing years
but I, for one, still hold some of those fears.
that path is restricted,
new rules apply to this road
it's a strange world with a new, strange code
suddenly things aren't so simple,
things aren't so fun
you're suddenly under the gun
decisions forced on a young soul
one not ready to decide her life's goal.
youth is no longer an excuse,
a phrase you can abuse,
"I'm young and stupid, I can do whatever I want."
I didn't take advantage of that phrase enough while I was young.
it's a crying shame,
the death of innocence,
the death of freedom,
society forcing our youth to grow up
forcing them to face "the real world"
Realizing you've wasted the best years of your life
"Carpe Diem" never quite happened for me
I spent too many days trying to be a good child
fit in with what my family wanted.
I never snuck out
I never really broke the rules...
I never openly defied my family like I wish I had.
Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I had...
I wish I would have rebelled in the right way
(what I would give to keep the years at bay...)
I wish I would have had a niche in that damnable school to be the real me
Instead of wasting so many years trying to fit what they wanted me to be.
I gave up, yes, and became my own woman,
but limited support, and more misunderstood.
I feel the regret
thinking of what those years could have beget
but I have them now... who's to say my teenage years can't last a little while longer?
Because we all know, the greatest death is the death of hope,
And I will never let the hope and the innocence die in my soul.