13 August 2005

growth

Nothing ever feels the same re-lived.
It's like watching yourself from outside:
Can't quite recapture the feeling received
When everything was black or white.

Now you just get lost in shades of greys
And drown your dreams in million fears,
Calculate the risks when choosing your ways
And careful avoid tresspassing frontiers.

And hurt is less enduring when you're a kid,
The pain grows as you grow older
And you grow better at hiding it
And everytime you do, you grow a bit colder.

Until you're freezing over your heart
And renounce trust to stay clear of pain
And you give your best to disregard
Your new-found void hurts just the same.

And loneliness stings less when you're a kid,
The pain grows as you grow older
And you grow better at hiding it
And everytime you do, you grow a bit colder.

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