Child-Like

I missed you when I lay in the dark, not sleeping The music on the stereo was old trash-rock from a lifetime ago Why do we torture ourselves like this? Why do we recycle old fears and turn them into new ones? Old lines stolen from yesterdays thoughts and poets from back when The old days were only yesterday, we’re still teenagers but I’ve seen too much already People betrayed and hearts mutilated in the street Why do we put ourselves through this? You’ll be twenty in a few months time Not grown up, but we’ll never lose our childhood We’ll just drag it kicking and screaming into our adulthood I’ve never felt less mature, or more in control