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I remember being young and so fresh faced

Now I am no longer young but heading towards aged and grey,

And suddenly I feel sad and miss those days

When vitality and energy fueled our crazy days,

Unlike now where I feel tired and more outraged

By the carelessness and ignorance of how people treat this time and age,

Locked into technology and hateful things that people say

Being young should be your golden days,

Full of fun and wanting to bring about real change

Not riddled with depression and anxieties on full display,

Oh my god I crave and wish to be young again.