So Young, Sounding So Old

I guess it is simply my way
Sounding older than my days
As I grasp for meaning
To figure what I'm missing

There are times when thoughts just passed
And I don't bother since it wouldn't last
But just seconds of time
And it'll rest on the back of my mind

I am merely a girl
With wings not quite unfurled
Barely out of my teens
Knowing helplessness and what it means

Truth is something hidden
It will not show even when bidden
It can be called a thing
That would most times sting

Laughter is not all innocence
It's not something we all can sense
For evil can lurk behind a face
Some not even leaving a trace

Disillussion is our constant companion
It is one of change's many minions
With disappointment in tow
True happiness giving a weak glow

Life is many different things
And different emotions it brings
As hardship pile one over the another
You learn to rely on yourself more and less on others