Saturday, 7 May 2016

Broken Innocence.

T’was the morning after the night before,
I awoke from my sleep, and people I found,
Some on the bed, the settee and the floor,
Most of them sleeping, not making a sound.

I awoke from my sleep, and people I found,
Where was I now and what had I done?
Most of them sleeping, not making a sound,
I’ll tell you this party really was fun.

Where was I now? And what had I done?
I’d broke every rule that I’d ever made,
I’ll tell you this party really was fun,
And my rule book is quickly beginning to fade.

I’d broke every rule that I’d ever made,
As the joints that I’d had, put me all on a high,
And my rule book is quickly beginning to fade,
I wish it was sooner I’d taken this try.

As the joints that I’d had, put me all on a high,
I felt for the first time I was really alive,
I wish it was sooner I’d taken this try,
Didn’t know how much that I’d been deprived.

I felt for the first time, I was really alive,
Venturing out of my protective shell,
Didn’t know how much that I’d been deprived.
Some rules are for breaking, so what the ’ell.

Venturing out of my protective shell,
Meant rules were broken and innocence shattered,
Some rules are for breaking, so what the ’ell,
To build my confidence was all that mattered.

By Liz O'Leary.

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