Young, Sweet and Innocent

Way back then, I was so young, innocent and sweet,
Without a care in life, there was no need to compete,
My childhood reminds me of a simply fairytale,
Perfect and flawless to the finest morsel of detail.

But with the teenagers years came the complications,
Forever learning the hard way, so many explanations,
My friends began lying, my boyfriends started cheating,
Still, through naïve eyes my life seems like a blessing.

Experienced to many disturbing encountors,
Met to many insensitive and rude impostors,
Everyday seems to be exactly the same,
Trying to defend others and taking the blame.

16 years of age, supposedly having the time of my life,
Who is near to see me pose with a carving knife?
I can feel myself going under, digging a deeper hole,
Loosing all strength, maybe to loose my soul.

But somewhere deep down inside of my heart,
There is someone or something that won’t let me depart,
I cannot seem to find the key that opens they secret door,
Where I can be in a state of bliss and have wings to soar.

I know that as long as I’m capable to push ahead,
I can banish the pain and patiently wait for ‘it’ instead,
But first I must acknowledge and defeat,
That I’ll never again be young, innocent and sweet.