I haven't realised it yet
I have been running away from the truth
This is so unlike me
Everything seems unlike me
How will I cope?
What will I do?
Why am I doing this?
Why should I be doing this?

I have to go away
I have to grow up and play
I have to stop that game and wake up
I'm not ready for that
I don't wanna let go
But how will I know unless I try?
Do I have wings to fly?

Life goes on
I must go on
I don't have a choice
I'm too odd to have a choice
I'm too young to make a choice
And I will never be old enough to challenge life
I will be shocked into reality
Leaving friends behind
Taking on responsibilities
Acting my age
Wearing a stupid suit to work
But I'm still a kid
Who wants to grow up
But remain young

I don't want to stay here
But I don't want to go either
But do I have a choice?

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