A Remorseful Reminiscence

This Time, Hear Me

Our nation must help each other
For us to be united to one another
They say the youth shall lead
Because they are our seed
A seed which will help us succeed

But what can we do, if the world is full of temptations?
That even the youth can't control and resist such invitations?
Hence,the world is full of uncertainties
For we can't even give the attention they deserve
And how dare we tell them to follow our directions
If all we could ever do is to give undying instructions.

If by any chance,  We will put ourselves in their sides
Hearing and accepting numerous declarations
Trapped and suffocated by the rules clung onto my shoulder's
I'm asking, how would you feel?
How can you ever conceal?
Is there any way for me to heal?

Torn and broke between following or not
If someone would've listen to me,
Is someone would've lend their time for me,
If someone would've worry and care for me
Maybe,  just maybe I'll appreciate little things the world had given me.

Maybe I wouldn't ran away
Maybe I had stay
Maybe I didn't chose that way
And then maybe,  I didn't let the evil empowers me.

Listening is all I could ever ask
Is that even a hard task?
I'm trying to get more of your praise
But your brows shut up and then suddenly your eyes flares
If only you would let me speak
Then maybe, in the end I would have not heard you shriek.

This time, please hear me.