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Childhood Memories
I miss being a kid when I felt alive
When I'd make the world in my head pour out and change my reality to what I wanted to see
Every waking moment was me wanting to be something new and good
And when it was time for bed and I was alone, I'd stare at every crack on the wall or pattern on the sheets and make a story out of every single one of them
My very own bed time stories till I fell asleep
Somedays I'd dream of the worst things, things kids shouldn't even see
Thousands of ways the world would end all like a series
I'd see angels and demons and I wouldn't even know where I belong, trying to find familiar faces only to watch them die or be out of my reach
Somedays they're very tricky, they start out happy and then end very sadly
I'd wake up scared, crying for them
And now that I'm older they aren't even better
I can feel my nightmares and monsters holding on to me tightly
Hugging me to sleep and talking to me till I wake
© aur¡€°
When I'd make the world in my head pour out and change my reality to what I wanted to see
Every waking moment was me wanting to be something new and good
And when it was time for bed and I was alone, I'd stare at every crack on the wall or pattern on the sheets and make a story out of every single one of them
My very own bed time stories till I fell asleep
Somedays I'd dream of the worst things, things kids shouldn't even see
Thousands of ways the world would end all like a series
I'd see angels and demons and I wouldn't even know where I belong, trying to find familiar faces only to watch them die or be out of my reach
Somedays they're very tricky, they start out happy and then end very sadly
I'd wake up scared, crying for them
And now that I'm older they aren't even better
I can feel my nightmares and monsters holding on to me tightly
Hugging me to sleep and talking to me till I wake
© aur¡€°
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