We like to think we're edgy teens
Our music taste and what we eat
The way we dress, and what we do
All these things that make us "cool"
We push people away from our life
Harsh words we spout make that them cry
They're the ones you should hold on to
Because they actually give a shit about you
All the time and effort they'd sacrifice
Just to see that small glint of happiness
I have many regrets about the things I done
By falling into trap pits of love
But more importantly what I never did
Back when I was just a kid
Why, to myself, was I so confined?
I'd keep all my thoughts inside my mind
I like to think I'm different now
Yet I'm probably the same deep down
I guess age just shapes who we are
The world we live in is so bizarre
