It's hot, but it gets cold... the night is cold, but you can't warm it with just a bonfire... the fire we have means nothing to anyone.
us young kids are nothing but invisible to everyone. the adults blind us with their lights of our future. What they don't know is that we won't live up to everything they want us to try to live up to... our attempt to be awesome is depressing and upsetting... we try, but we get dizzy trying...
we may have failed, but we take notice of where we have gotten to, and even though no one notice our accomplishments... we are happy.
It's hot, but it gets cold... the night is cold, but you can't warm it with just a bonfire... the fire we have means nothing to anyone.
us young kids are nothing but invisible to everyone. the adults blind us with their lights of our future. What they don't know is that we won't live up to everything they want us to try to live up to... our attempt to be awesome is depressing and upsetting... we try, but we get dizzy trying...
we may have failed, but we take notice of where we have gotten to, and even though no one notice our accomplishments... we are happy.