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Theres a certain security,

of acting childish at times

eating cotton candy,  

the new rollercoaster ride.

Theres a certain happiness

behind winning a big toy

but theres no safety net

when who wins it is a cute boy

Theres no longer a person watching the ride

and suddenly theres no way to hit the brakes

theres no where you can run and hide

no hide and seek, thats all it takes

To make the connection between 5 and 15

a surplus in the amount of pain you've seen

To make the change from little girl to young lady

all it takes is a guy who didnt seem that "shady"

Nothings about toy animals now,

everythings changed to sex and drugs somehow

Nothing feels okay at all

the safety belt broke, and down I fall.