Too Young To Care

June 18, 2014

How I got images to uphold,

I still got images to upload,

My Instagram don't once close.

Last year I had to ask to use the bathroom in school

Now you expect me to make real life decisions

How can you blame me for acting a fool

Textbooks are bibles. I studied what was written.

What was written doesn't help me in real life.

What I'm living isn't as simple as wrong versus right.

What I was given seems like a knife to a gunfight.

I'm trying to back flip through taxes

while these asses throw axes

And tell me to survive.

For now I'm alive.

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