not good

Growing up's not easy I could drink to that

Nowadays it's harder each day I get older

To stay content and to stay brave

In a world where the people get colder,

I grew up too fast I know that much

I've been through shit though, trauma and such

And I try to learn, and try to gain

And I've doctored ways to dissolve all that pain.

But that doesn't make it go away for good

It just comes back later like I knew it would

And then I just spend my nights crying