Posters

When I was only nine years old

I had a poster

And with that alone I had the education

The motivation

I knew what I wanted to be

Wanted to be

Even though, each year

It never was the same location

Started getting older

I took it on myself

To find out why

I'm the way that I am

But I cant find a conclusion

No I think I'm getting closer

Yeah I know I'm getting closer

My whole wall is filled with posters

My whole life if filled with posters

I used to be outspoken

Doing anything for someone's attention

And when that changed I guess you thought

That I was no longer me

Although I finally found me

So take the other bodies

And put them by the TV

You make real friends quickly

You make real friends quickly

But not me...