Poems/ Songs of the Week

Disarm by Smashing Pumpkins

Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one whos left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
Whats a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you

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This song reminds me that I am still a child and I should use it as I have it. I wish there was a way for me to become a child again or at least be ale to communicate with more people my own age. I do not know why it is so hared, but it seams like I have different priorities than those my age. I want to understand why I am learning and want to be educated so that I can take part in conversations about the world and politics. The world is important to me, but I do not understand why we have to go to college to make money and be educated. If we went back to the old ways and learned form our parents what was happening in the world I would feel more prepared for the world inform of me. I know vary few people who are still working with what they majored in on less they are a teacher.