youth and knowledge

that party is where I lost my sanity

how proud I was of my vanity

I thought that I could be careful

But now I know that thought was dull

the things I tried

how much I sacrificed...

the lies

the words

the past

and the worst thing?

is that I can never go back

back to that day to fix my past

back to the day that was my last

of that happy girl

in my perfect little world

because to stay young,

is to stay unknowing

to stay clung

onto the past

but everyone knows one day must be your last.

Because the day of that party. I fell apart.

That was my last. To never go back.