Grow up...

I dunno what to do anymore. 

Im sick and tired of living under their control

I know they love me

but when is enough enough?

how am i suppose to grow up 

if they wont let me?

I dream of getting away

of going somewhere new

but then id have to leave all of this behind

in the morning dew

what i want does not matter anymore

all i have to offer is tattered and worn

I want to grow face life

but your slow at letting go

I want to find my match

and hope it strikes a batch

when i think of what i want most

my memories turn to a toast

Hand in hand i imagine 

in the land that smiles in spring

If its not true

im sorry too

I want this more then ever 

to start on this endeavor 

but for now il wait

i just hope its not to late