Growing Up

*this is a rap*

I was forced to grow up,
so fast, it don't last.
so hold tight,
its a short ride

Me? I'm still a child,
but grown i am already
know the ins and outs,
my life full of doubts, so unsteady,
forget the `best years of my life`
my childhood's chuck
full of pain and strife.

livin' in the middle of nowhere,
where nobody does care
basically on your own
without a home
forced to grow,
up as a prisoner,
locked away,
in a cage
of rage and hate
there's no room to
negotiate, plead,
for a key
on your knees
begging
for freedom.

growing up with
no privacy
in a life of tyranny
and piracy
lies and deceit
from the `ones that care`
ha-ha-ha, thats a laugh,
its a known fact
they don't matter
there's no point
you grow up, alone
on your own
with no one beside you,
no one to hide you,
to comfort, help you,
to shelter you
it's hell for you
and you know its the truth
growing up in misery,
thats how it'll always be
just the same
as it was for me.