Treasure Island

Scarred Unknown

(9-01-92 / Alabama)

to young


i'm so sick of hearing
i'm to young
i can't love and hate and
feel anything

i'm so sick of hearing
i'm to young
to do what i do
or say what i say

i'm so sick of hearing
i'm to young
to know whats wrong or right
to be on my own

i'm so sick of hearing
i'm to young
to be in love
to have been through pain

i'm so sick of hearing..
i'm to young

Submitted: Saturday, January 06, 2007
Edited: Saturday, December 18, 2010

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  • Kille & Brim (3/14/2007 10:24:00 AM)

    I rmeber that feeling they just don't understand that you r never to young to love & feel intense pain it's just hard to comprehend for some people (Report) Reply

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