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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 music

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 19, 

I realized

That the world is a fucked up place,

Sick and cruel.

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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