A Rebel

In my youth I was a rebel with a cause.

A Rebel

In my youth I would sleep all day and run at night,
I hoped all my tomorrows would turn out just right.
I assumed no responsibility I was never tied down.
I went from girl to girl who lived all over the town.

Being young and carefree was a good way to live.
There was not a must or something special to give.
I would wander around and went my chosen way.
I knew in my heart tomorrow was just another day.

I worried about myself without giving another care.
I lived my life without pressure in living anywhere.
As I grew older I realized my life had been wasted.
I had nothing to show for the life that I had tasted.

BY: Kings