Laughs and smile are gone
ive been waiting here for too long
ive been dismissed by the society that we call home
by the time you remember them i'll be gone
because this is our final law
we smile and hug like everything is ok
even after i see you holding that guy
you can criticise me
i wont listen to you
because we know
i am the loser of this generation
and when he's gone i wont come back to you
because this is how life goes for us
this is how we grow up
these smiles and these waves
will be forgotten by me
This is my life unknown
the ghost of all this time
and by the time you remember me i'll be gone
this is how we grow up on our own
we say things we dont mean
to hide the feelings we really see
because this is how we grow up
This is my life unknown
the ghost of all this time
and by the time you remember me i'll be gone
this is how we grow up on our own
consrtuctive criticism?
(i know it sucks
but its just a rough draft)
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