When I was Young
When I was young,
I lived life to the fullest
No worries
No pain
Just freedom
When I was young,
I played games
No judgements
No bullying
Just fun
When I was young,
I enjoyed the out doors
I had friends to play with
I was accepted for who i was
Without exception
Without hesitations
I was accepted just because I was a child
But now that I am 17,
I realized
That the world is a twisted,
Sick and cruel place.
No matter what i do, no one will accept me,
Unless I conform to the trendy ways of society.
Only If I am invisible to the popular votes
I only wish that society didnt change,
That I was still young,
And accepted,
And loved.
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