Children are violent
When you are young
There is no hesitation
All your friends leave you

So i left that school
And i stayed at home
You can hide inside
But at what cost?

But the space only grew
As she got sick
We couldn’t go out
We must hide in the house

You cannot just return
Things are never the same
People move on
i never really learned how to make friends
How to be a part of a group

Then we moved across the country
I finished my senior year
With no graduation
The top of my class i suppose

I did not know what I wanted from college
But you had it all figured out
And after 5 years i left with a paper
Saying i was the top of my class i guess
And i did it with no graduation
And i did it with no friends at all
So these were the best years of my life?
What exactly did i leave with?

And you only say that you’re proud of me
When you are hypomanic
Well you never could accept,
That my life is mine to live
I don’t know how to do anything
I don’t even know who i am, or what i want
There was nothing at all, when i step out of your shadow
The world is just freezing cold

I’m just a young, failed, bohemian
Who longs for a world that no longer exists
I want nights full of art, passion, and drinking
But all there is to have is cold, cold, cold
When my bones finally bend to your shape
Then will you love me genuinely?
Not just for what you always expected of me
Just a down and out
Fucking interloper