the days were better when we was all young, <br />there were no worries in our lives, <br />no crying, <br />no heartbreak, <br />no fights <br />and everyone was nice to each other <br />you would never hear your parents fighting <br />or see them at there worst. <br />you wouldn't see someone die, <br />unless you were unlucky <br />and then you still didn't fully understand. <br />you never cared if you were different or if you were the same. <br />and the colour black didnt exist. <br />why did we have to grow up? <br />why did things have to change? <br />those were the days... <br />the best of days... <br />if i had 1 wish i would be 6 again and stay 6 forever. <br />but as you grow up things change, <br />you stop listening to nikki webster <br />and start listening to my chemical romance <br />the only colour you wore was black <br />you would think you were ugly, to fat, to thin, to tall, to short <br />you see your parents fighting all the time <br />and wish that they would be happy again <br />death became an everyday thing, <br />and you fall in love, get your heart broken too. <br />things just get more complicated <br />the older you get.. <br /> <br />so if i were you i wouldn't grow up to quickly... <br />stay as young as you can for as long as you can<br /><br />black broken heart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yougen-s/
