lost, beyond my years

i haven't picked up my pen, i haven't washed my mind of the beatings life has hit me, wounded me blind. uprooting what I've got, being so lost, but so found, im scared ma, Im one day closer to the ground. I've been thinking alot, I wanna run away with you, but this isn't any old play. what life awaits me, who will tell me please, my bones start to ache as I fall on my broken knees. so young but so wise, thoughts and thoughts galore, when will the water stop rushing, and be a stream i explore. i dont know what comes next, but I know i dont wanna go without you, i dont know what will happen, but I hope you'll be there with me too.