Because kids will be kids.

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No. It's not because i'm scared.

They say the tongue is a double edged sword.
Then the coin has 2 faces.
That's descriptive. That's good.
With that, we could clearly distinct.

It's not bad to be a bad person.
Knowing that you are a step away from being one.
But to keep on portraying a good image when deep down you're not? It gets tired.
One day, you'll forget. One day you'll be you and everyone will know.

If it happens.

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Should not expect anymore.
Some things are just beyond reach.
Maybe slightly touching the tips of your fingers.
Just never to be reached.

Some people settle.

I just can't.

Hashtag, forever alone.

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Nights like this keeps me alive.

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Kids nowadays.

They aim for the sun.
A good thing right?
Not really.

Especially when you built a rocket which would most probably graze the moon. A subtle inch at most.

Kids nowadays.

They know no boundaries.
Also good right?
Definitely maybe.

But definitely not when it concerns respect. Teachers are like friends. Bosses becomes buddies. Elders brought down to the same level.

Maybe time has allowed certain rules to be diminished to mere words. Time has erroded authority to a whimper, almost silent. We walk with crutches, you and i. Looking in despair.

The future is now. Or is it?

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I just wana be myself.
In my t-shirt, cap and jeans.
But would they take me seriously?
In my t-shirt, cap and jeans.

Does it really define me?
In my t-shirt, cap and jeans.
Does it stop you from knowing?
In my t-shirt, cap and jeans

I am who i am.
In my t-shirt, cap and jeans.
But for you, one day i'll stop being
In my t-shirt, cap and jeans

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I've walked this road before.
Although this time, the journey seems tainted with unfamiliarities.
Trees grown taller and some uprooted.
Paths covered with weeds and such.
Paths opened with a hint of luck.

But one thing's for sure.
Some paths may be all the same.
Some forks may turn to a different lane.
Wherever the roads may transcend.
This journey we'll walk to the very end.

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Sparks ignites a fire.
Some fires.

When you're labelled as such, it probably stays forever.
Nobody gives a second to check that label.
In light of recent events, i believe in that.

Nobody wants their heart to be twined.
Everybody wants to protect themselves.
Nobody wants to fall and scrape their knees.
Everybody wants a painless memory.

I, just want certainty.
I, just want a chance for clarity.
Even if i fall and scrape my knee.
I'll get up and walk so quietly.
Still.

Sparks ignites a fire.
Some.

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When it fades away and your heart is no longer there, you pack up and melancholy leave.

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I think i'll go now.

Or maybe try.

At some points in my life, i have a clear and strong vision that i'm gona end up alone; really something that i don't hope on being true.

Or maybe it's just me.

I gotta move on at some point right? Right...... And wrong. I want to. I think i did. Maybe i even almost did. And the band reaches it's maximum elasticity treshold. And i get pulled back.

Get a longer band or cut the band altogether.

It's your choice.

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