"Turn Your Back"

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"Turn Your Back"

Stuck in a world you thought you once knew
Now everyone's turning their backs on you
Once quiet girls, like puppies on rugs
Have turned their backs and started doing drugs
The boy next door that you liked for years
Has turned his back and started drinking beers
All of these changes are going around
And you kick and scream but they don't hear a sound
What happened to the innocence so easy to find?
You wonder if you're the only one who still has their mind
They try to pull you in and you know you might fall
But nobody knows there's a solution to it all
Right over this wall you can have your life back
Of friends, and laughter, be back with your pack
There's no need to worry, no need to fear
All of the innocence you know is still here
There are just a few obstacles you know you must climb
Persuading and begging to get back your mind
You cannot give up the prize is far too great
Just hope your obstacles don't make you too late
Do all you can to help your chains break
This is all real, nothing is fake
You're stuck in a world you thought you once knew
Turn your back on your world they've turned theirs on you.

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Melissa commented on "Turn Your Back"

10-01-2009

wow! i can definitely relate to this ... people do change with time and the people we knew become just a memory

VampRose

10/03/2009

thanx for liking it...i know some wouldn't kuz they kant seem 2 admit that they have also changed into something i have mentioned...they are just too full of it & cant seem to get over themselves. so thanx 4 being honest. i like that.

VampRose

10/03/2009

by ur message i can tell ur a true friend.

Cogliostro commented on "Turn Your Back"

03-16-2009

nice perspective at life

VampRose

07/16/2009

thanx, it was hard to write aboiut life true perspective in which half of us don't really want to see or admit...but i did and do.

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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