When I was younger I was not concerned with Much of anything at all I got picked up by everyone around me I was not allowed to fall I got a car and I started moving But really went nowhere at all I used to think that my mind was wasted But now I can't recall I live too fast trying not to be last Didn't take my time so the timing pa**ed Now I feel like I am stuck In a constant apology Why must I feel so damn useless And bombarded with excuses Can't you see the softer side of my sorry little life? Or at least try?