When I was younger,
My curfew was the
lightning bugs
My showers were from the
sky
And the only ones who
talked behind my back were the butterflies.
When I was younger,
My food was the earth
My toys were the dirt
And the only traces of
where I had been were muddy footprints.
When I was younger,
My bed was the riverbed
My nightlight was the
moon
And the only time I had
to run away was when I chose to.
But now I am older,
And my curfew is a
digital number on a screen
My showers are cold and
in perfectly timed intervals
And everybody is too
happy with their own lives to talk behind my back about mine
Now I am older
My food is processed and
fake
My toys are gadgets and
alternate realities
And the traces of where
I have been can be tracked by any cell tower in the county.
Now I am older
My bed is the cheapest
air mattress that I can afford
My nightlight is 60
watts
And now, running away is
the only way I can think of to get home.
When I was younger,
My curfew was the
lightning bugs
My showers were from the
sky
And the only ones who
talked behind my back were the butterflies.
But now I am older,
And my curfew is a
digital number on a screen
My showers are cold and
in perfectly timed intervals
And everybody is too
happy with their own lives to talk behind my back about mine
When I was younger,
My food was the earth
My toys were the dirt
And the only traces of
where I had been were muddy footprints.
Now I am older
My food is processed and
fake
My toys are gadgets and
alternate realities
And the traces of where
I have been can be tracked by any cell tower in the county.
When I was younger,
My bed was the riverbed
My nightlight was the
moon
And the only time I had
to run away was when I chose to.
Now I am older
My bed is the cheapest
air mattress that I can afford
My nightlight is 60
watts
And now, running away is
the only way I can think of to get home.
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