young soul with an old mind
truthfully I wish only you could see it from my own eyes
I wish you could see the reason behind
every scar every fight
every hard day and night
every lesson you learned
and every lesson you didn't
oh' the bridges you burned
though your course of indecision
I know you've seen these things happen
I know your pain is never really in the past tense
the demons steady laughin'
I know you could probably burn this book up with some matches
f*ck it add some gas then
are you feeling it now?
burned your pages up, is your story something we forget about?

© rossdops