Before a arrogant child always wanting
Kneeing down for gifts, wishing
Then a pre-teen getting into games
It all changed when nothing was the same
Moved town to town then at the end
Found and met a group of friends
Seeing they all changed later
Nothing got better
I faded my soul to the Darkest shadow
A cold steep slide to the hole
The friend I knew gone
As a child we wonder what went wrong
Planning for a laptop on my career
A license and a car to steer
Theroad ahead will lead me somewhere new
Plenty of opportunities to check and do
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Very beautiful writing
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