I Don't Wanna Grow A Bad Kid

It was much harder than anyone can imagine of
that how did I get over from all your thoughts.
Since you've broken up my world, it seems like life's
noting but a closed room, where all the lights are off.

It's hardest to believe the whole world of mine
Having loneliness as friend where no one's to talk.
Those choking days may have gone so far
But it's still a pain being a key with no lock.

I see myself and find that I'm not that romantic
Nowadays. Rays of Sun don't make me frantic
Anymore. Sky doesn't seem sweet. And it
Is the only thing makes me feel I'm growing a bad kid.

I know you have gone and won't come back again,
But all my feelings of love, have they gone too? Where are they?
But sometimes I think if they've gone with you...
It's okay. At least I've been able to give you something.