Teenage Years

I'm alone in my room
The silence catches my mind
My mind catches my past
A past with fears
Fears of being alone
Fears of being me

Teenage years
You don't what's wrong
Because you feel fine
No one should correct me
So much trouble in your mind
But you don't know where to hide

When I look back on those years
It's a bittersweet feeling that I have
Mamma told to be a good boy
But I rarely listened to her words

I have friends
But still feel alone
I thought they stabbed my back, so here I am
I can see the blood on my back
But no one else can
Maybe it's just me and my self-esteem

When I look back on those years
It's a bittersweet feeling that I have
Mamma told to be a good boy
But she was rarely there herself

When I look back on those years
It's a bittersweet feeling that I have
Mamma told to be a good boy
But she was rarely there herself



Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Vella
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