Too young to feel this old
I'm afraid to leave this youth.
Life is getting so much colder:
This is not my only view.
Future screams, predictions're dying,
Dying all my childhood dreams.
I'm not getting any higher:
Why is it so hard to breathe?
Helplessness - is my best friend,
My luckiness - is just a fake.
I'm so tired and can't defend.
This fear accompanies till grave.
Bring me back my self esteem
And help me face this grown-up-life.
I want my friends to be my team,
I hope they help me stay and fight.
16.09.2014
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