We Lost The Summer

For yourself

Block it.
Write your own fate.
Take a paper and a pen.
Write your desires.
Tick them off.
Accomplish them.

If no one wants you, want yourself.

The little kid I see is caged up.
It's begging for its freedom.
For happiness
It's feeling.
Where's the key?
For its freedom?
Happiness?
Feelings?

You have them on your hands,
Wanting is the key.
What do you want?
Don't you want freedom?
Happiness?
Feelings?

So why are you locking it away?
Unlock it.
Set that child free.
Give them what they deserve,
So you can feel better.