Grow Up, Will You?

So here's your spell of honesty
After seasoned lies are told
And if truth is given to all
Then tell the young but spare the old.

Let them see the constant rage
that flow forth from angsty youth.
And when the kiddies come of age,
They'll finally see the truth.

That there's more to being gay
other than happy faces,
and that they're hurt by others
made outcasts, as disgraces.

That there's really more fighting
than we dare to say
And peace doesn't exist
Not here, anyway.

But they'll also see
The lighter side of truth.
But it's too little to be
worth more than lies could.

So tell me a lie
before I dare to venture
I'll use this lie as a ticket
For my next big adventure.

Into a realm I wish I knew not
Where false is remembered
but too bad, love I forgot,
And it's here bodies lay dismembered
and woes survive all the time
Until they fade off-
We're living a crime.

Madeline Wee
3G