Worn out of chasing feelings that will never be mutual
My mind is filled with rage
However I am not a monster
Just a man lost in the wrong age
Why did they save me when I first saw light?
Why did they let me take my first breath?
When I have tried to die
Our oldest memories rise up from childhood
But never before the age of five
What happened during those early days?
From our very first steps
To reaching awareness
Our first memories are from a distant past
But never before five
Possibly we all knew it was a losing battle
Before even seeing light
I started making my own choices
Carved my own path
Despite the overwhelming tide of responsibilities
Why do we even care about these decisions we come to make?
I will not be standing on my feet forever
Feelings will never be true to one another
You'll never know the day you'll fail
Becoming a shadow who was never meant to love or to be loved
Stay gold was my way of life
In spite of ordeals, obsessions and hangups
But I despise these souvenirs that will forever hold me back
Who said what I am or should be for the first time?
Our oldest memories rise up from childhood
But never before the age of five
What happened during those early days?
From our very first steps to reaching awareness
Our first memories are from a distant past
But never before five
I'll handle myself alone

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