Too

You're too young

To have to the air snatched from your lungs,

To have your brain overloaded,

To have your heart explode.

But you've already seen too much.

You need to learn to throw away your crutch.

But you've already learned so much,

Heard the things that you didn't need to hear.

You're too young to be the object of a puppeteer.

But they've already given you so much love.

You're afraid to turn that push into shove.

Yet you're still so innocent,

Full of good intent.

You've barely lived.

Your portrait is anything but vivid.

Come back when you've discovered the good,

The love, the friendships, the care.

Return when you've founded the bad,

The heartache, the fear, the lies.

Don't worry about trying to keep these memories.

It'll all be in your eyes.