When did all my superheroes die?

Remember back when it wasn't stupid to pretend

that we were princesses, a queen or a king

When it was cool to catch snow on your tounge

and over-react when you're having too much fun

A log was a passageway to a brand new place

and looks never mattered, nor colour or race

Your worth was based on how happy you could be

and if you believed in things that you can't see

A dandelion could be made into someting worth gold

and imagination was someting you could truly hold

Superheroes existed when you closed your eyes

Fairytales and legends were never once called lies

There was truth to every word spoken

No bleeding hearts, no trust broken

Boys had cooties and girls were just gross

and best friends were the people that mattered the most

Alcohol was that stuff you swabbed on your knee

after you fell on it and it started to bleed

Death was when grandma or grandpa was gone

Not abortion, or suicide, or the consquence of a bomb

S*x and swears were words only spoken by few

and the meaning of it was something no one quite knew

Drinking and driving was drinking juice in a car

And no one even wanted to step foot in a bar

We were content with running around in the rain

complaining when someone cheated in a game

Screaming at the top of our lungs just because

And playing with the new girl cause nobody was...

I'm eighteen years old now, eighteen years of life

with scars in my heart and they\'re not from a knife

The world is now a reality that there is no escape

and even when you love, there will always be hate

It's stupid and childish when you express your dreams

And I learned the hard way that nothing is what is seems

You worth is based on how skinny you can be

No one gives a sh*t if you want to save the trees

Boys are all users, and girls can break your heart

Sinning is now commonplace and deception is an art

There's no more time to catch snowflakes on your tounge

and i think along the way i forgot the meaning of fun

Death has claimed too many innocent ones

And people protest passionately to banning all guns

Abortion is a grey area everyone tries to ignore

Religion is obligation and considered a bore

Swears riddle the media everywhere you see

There are thousands of souls begging to be set free

Money is our true "god", and Jesus is just a face

My friends have all forgot the words of Amazing Grace

Drinking and Driving took my cousin away

I have a friend who's confused about being g*y

It's funny to ridicule people and call them queer

It's considered powerful to make others cower in fear

What happened to the days when I used to smile

My identity was something more than a file

I had everything in the world at my fingertips

I loved the smell of honeysuckle and yellow tulips

I still think about those days gone by

when I'm all by myself and wonder why

when was it that fairytales and legends became lies?

When did all of my superheroes die?