Just Me
The world is spinning way to fast,
I just want to slow it down.
The changes are driving me crazy
And I don't like who I am.
I miss when I was younger,
Can I just be me?
The summers in the woods,
And the mornings in the pool.
The ice cream before breakfast,
No worrying about school.
I miss when I was younger
And I just want to be me.
The world is going faster now,
And I'm not ready for the change.
The stress of life comes piling on,
The world won't give me a break.
I miss when I was younger
It was just me.
Grades spinning out of control,
Social life all a wreck.
I want the days of pretending,
And running beneath the trees.
I miss when I was younger.
Do you remember when I was just me?
Days in my grandmother's attic,
Nights with black and white TV.
The spoiling by grandparents,
Whatever I wanted to eat.
I miss when I was younger.
That was just me.
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