kudzuWe all view the world lonely
Sometimes we view the world gratefully
Through someone's eyes
Is growing up really just viewing
Through your own eyes
Dissapointing everyone you meet
From your eyes
To cry tears not shared
To view the world no longer with wonder
To realize how much the 14 year old you
Would've hated who you became
Another dissapointment
I'll keep trying to forget
What I used to dream
How the world looked from hopeful eyes