Jonathon Brooks
When I was younger
Way back in high school
It was radically cool
To play the fool
Folly never kept its promises
For this boy
As I lost all childhood joy
And was in need of a new life plot to employ
The new life disguised as wisdom
Came pounding at my door
And rocked my soul to the core
Which caused me to want more
I wanted life to the full
While I desired less
Depression and distress
And misery and loneliness
I’m around thirty-nine years young
And grateful to heaven
That I have love like I was seven
And no undiagnosed depression like age eleven
Uncool high school fools
Are able to grow
And then to show
The world they are more than hollow