You're angry
I know this
The world couldn't care less You're lonely
I feel this
And you wish you were the best
No teachers
Or guidance
And you always walk alone
You're crying
At night when
Nobody else is home
Come over here and let me hold your hand and hug you, darling
I promise you that it won't always feel this bad
There are so many things I want to say to you
You're the boy I used to be
You little heartbroken fifteen year old me
You're laughing
But you're hiding
God, I know that trick too well
You forget
That I've been you
And now I'm just the shell
I promise
I love you and Everything will work out fine Don't try to
Grow up yet
Oh, just give it some time
The pain you feel is real you're not asleep but it's a nightmare
But you can wake up anytime Oh don't lose your passion or the fighter that's inside of you
You're the boy I used to be
The pissed off complicated fifteen year old me
Until we meet again
Oh I wish you well oh
I wish you well
Little boy
Until we meet again
Pink, "Conversations With My Thirteen Year Old Self" (my version ;P)