They wonder why we want to grow
up,
They wonder why we want to
change.
But if now they were to be our age,
They couldn't even last one day.
Yet that's why i wonder why
They tell us to be ourself,
And then they tell me i'm wrong,
Then they wonder why i want to kill
myself.
So after a while, we just act like
kids,
Then they tell us to grow up.
All of this is getting me sick;
Unable to breathe,
Trapped in this cold world,
Waiting to be free.
But there is no way to get out of
this situation;
It doesn't matter who you are,
Because being you from 2-18,
You will always be in the frustration
ring.
The same things will always
happen,
That's just the way it's going to be.
