2 September 2012
Burn up into flames Wither to ash Because of pain From a long ago past
Started with betrayal At my small age of 4 I didn't know then Pain pounded on my door
At age 7, We all moved I realised my life Is like very fews
Bullying disappeared Around 3rd grade But wasn't much longer Until pain began to invade
4th grade fights 5th grade confusion 6th grade trouble With a fucked-up illusion
By end of 7th grade, I had known so much Been through tough shit I've shrugged off
Nobody was there Through most of my events I grew up quick My childhood comes in bits
All through 8th grade, I discovered a writing obsession But I was going somewhere else Leaving all in a depression
Now as I lay here With many in my heart I realise I'm much older Than the body I cart
I didn't have a child hood Although I was a child Few tried To make it worth our while
Growing up Far too soon Don't forget your childhood For it's always enjoyable to be a buffoon
Don't Forget Your Childhood • Opuss № I