listen to your child...

In my life i made a wrong decision
in my chest I can feel the result
here goes the same shit again
adults throwing another insult

they hit like rocks, I can't do anything right
in those processional bugs you call minds
you have blocked out the light of reason
to each sunray you've closed the blinds

our lives aren't the same, I am not you
why do i always have to do what you tell me to?
i want to live my own life, make my own choices
but there is the adult again: 'listen to our voices!'

I don't want to anymore
I got to break out!
Suddenly I'm rebellious
NOW I WANT TO SHOUT!

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