When I was younger I was not concerned with
Much of anything at all
I got picked up by everyone around me
I was not allowed to fall
I got a car and I started moving
But really went nowhere at all
I used to think that my mind was wasted
But now I can't recall
I live too fast trying not to be last
Didn't take my time so the timing passed
Now I feel like I am stuck
In a constant apology
Why must I feel so damn useless
And bombarded with excuses
Can't you see the softer side of my sorry little life?
Or at least try?