Adult crimes
Adult crimes
1.It's fifteen past midnight, and I'm still thinking
About everything that led me to purging
My success is a far cry, and my stomach aching
Whoever told me growing up would solve my problems
shouldn't be living.
2.Nothing has changed; I just changed the crowd.
My friends are in the past, and traitors remain in my presence.
I know everything I shouldn't,
and I hate myself for it.
Whoever told me growing up would solve my problems
shouldn't be living.
3.Cause I'm on the floor, bleeding,
wishing I didn't change with the seasons.
Finally turned nineteen, so I should be winning,
but whoever told me growing up would solve my problems
shouldn't be living.
4.It's fifteen past breakfast, and I'm still drinking
littered crates and crates to forget the feeling
of having everything and holding nothing.
Everyone I should have been worshipping turned out to be rotten.
I'm happy that Justin finally saw his light.
I hope I find mine in the middle of the night.
Whoever told me growing up would solve my problems
shouldn't be living.
5.Everything I held dear turned out to be hopeful thinking,
making money more than my mates, but I'm still feeling empty.
Watching things I shouldn't be seeing,
dreaming that everyone would call my bluffing.
Whoever told me growing up would solve my problems
was as naive as I was and shouldn't think it's that easy.
Who am I?
A big camouflage of the greatest adult crimes.
Copyright © Rophine Writes | Year Posted 2025
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