그대만 있다면

그대만 있다면

Go! Go! Go out and do everything you want to do!
It's a voice I hear everyday.
But most of the time, I ignore it.
Go out and have fun!
Go tell that girl that you like her!
Go punch that guy in the face!
But... No...
I'm scared.
Maybe not scared, maybe it's the parents, maybe its the personality.
But I just can't do anything I want to these days.
People see paint on my hands and they assume the worst and snitch on me.
My dad finds street signs in my closet and thinks I'm a criminal.
My mom thinks I'm insane because I threw an ax at my fridge in my garage.
I was about to throw it at the car because I was angry.
Is life short? 17 years seemed like it took a long time.
But like always, in retrospect, it went by fast, faster than I could ever take back.
And every opportunity slipped by unnoticed.
And there were even times when I noticed it too, but I didn't try to stop it.
I.. don't know...
Life just goes on, because time waits for no one.

too emotional? eh who reads this anyways.
if you do read this <3