Time is something to remind me of change.
Realizing that growing up has alot more rules than games.
Someone please tell me, what I should and should not do.
Or my head will explode from being delayed and confused.
Cause thought plus knowledge is a better understanding
But ignorance of youth is something I don’t want to change
Someone please get on my back and slow down the speed
A little time to think is what I need.
The alarm clock going off, another day again
But maybe if I lay in bed the day will be less grim
I remember mother’s voice, it used to me more fierce
Than the alarm clock going off, what happened to those years?