this is one I wrote when I was 21, so only about 6 years ago!

my hopes and dreams
of yesteryear
the excitement, anticipation
and all consuming fear
where did the passion
of my teenage years go
when I could scream and yell
let the tears flow
what happened to the girl
i used to be
so happy, melodramatic
and carefree
making such a fuss
over nothing at all
setting up the blocks
just to watch them fall
could it have been
my exclusion from the scene
cos I was too *****y
so very mean
maybe it was the baby
that wasnt meant to be
all of the people
that I used to see
was it the drugs
that destroyed most of my friends
the death, cheating, sadness
that never seems to end
to feel so old
at age twenty one
I almost wish
i had a gun.

I wrote this not long after a friend of mine commited suicide, hence the darkness.