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not so young anymore |
| Am i too old to hide under the bed I Am stuck in a storm but the storm is in my head All i see is lighting All i hear is thunder Just one boom coming one after the other My vocal cords is vibrating with vicious and vital truths i need to speak Let me let it all out. Call me what you want, but don't call me a freak They say mother knows best But what if there are things mother doesn't know She doesn't understand me anymore, all i do is stare out the window You always say i am your reflection but i can't hide behind your smile How many more faces do i have to change, tell me how many more style My heart with sorrow, once clean dirty with sins i don't mean .Words i did not say, dragons i din’t slay The young child you knew went away |