Breathe,

And childhood escapes.

Look back,

Memories locked away.

Grasping on any

Sensation,

So as to not lose

It to movement.

Keep moving on,

They say.

You lose it all,

Only tasting,

Never feasting.

Obsession rises

To revive feelings.

Lost is your state,

Constantly flying

Through emptiness...until adulthood.

You can't love

Anything

Until then.

You want to love, but passion is

Forbidden,

Because it holds

You back, keeps

You from moving

On,

Constantly flying

Throught emptiness...until adulthood.

Your not going to be anyone

Until then,

They say.

Adolescence,

The empty identity

That we try to fill.