Just a Child
So I was just a child
And they said that this was "just a phase"
That lasted 17 years
And 364 days
Tomorrow will I switch
From an adolescence damaged mess
To a mature adult
Able to cope with the stress?
Or will I just remain
Embedded in my concrete routine
That's waiting to be smashed
By my sledgehammer wielding dreams
Give me the key to the door
I will turn the knob fast
Clockwise to see the future
Back again to remain in the past
So I was a child
And they said this was just a phase
Melatonin helped me sleep
Right through this melancholic haze
But tomorrow I will wake
From an adolescent slumber
Shake off the shackles
They have only served to encumber
My free spirit, free will
And most importantly my free mind
With a lifetime of whispers
My voice has been difficult to find
But I'll take the key in hand
Clear my throat as I toss it away
Smash the door from the hinges
Now you'll listen to what I have to say
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