It was easier.

It was easier when everything was controlled by the cold metal
easier when there was a fine line to see
where emotions were new and strong
overpowering and overwhelming
an adventure everytime.

The knowledge of power
the feeling of just one roll of the dice
it was all it took to decide your fate
no pain, no agony, no confusion

We followed rules because they seemed grown up
followed laws set down by ourselves
we enforced our own punishments and knew
no one could ever take that away from us.

Love was simple, love was easy
it was there or it was not
above all navity held in place by youth's innocence
and of this world we knew not.

Time went on and responsibilties grew
our lives interlinked with so many others
hypocrispies flowing out of our mouths
how can we undo what we ourselves built?

The tension, the pressure
build up inside me
the feeling of being over the brink so intense
its nothing near the same as out of control

Fear of failure
worry of lost chances
and most of all scared
scared of losing you.