They say we're too young.

Too young to feel, to understand ourselves, but they don't take into account how strong our backs must be when we carry the hurt of the world.

They don't seem to give a fuck about the tears behind our smile, or the way our hearts heave; tired of being heavy.

It's only when we're gone that they realize we mattered.

We bend our will breaks.

We give their hearts take.

We learn, our minds shape,

as we conform to the disappointments around us.

Until we are "too young to be this unhappy."

－ Ｔｈｅ Ｗａｙ Ｗｅ Ｌｏｖｅ♥

Authors Note: Song "Ocean Bloom" by Hans Zimmer & Radiohead.