These thumbtacked stars on my ceiling glow
So much brighter than anything I'll ever know
They say that ignorance is bliss I say their wrong
Ignorance is everything, but sometimes bliss tags along
Where'd I leave my naïveté?
I don't respect who I used to be, I'm not my biggest fan even now
But I know that it will get better, someday, somehow
I measure time in school books, as I grew so did they
Learning's just a hobby, but the books keep getting bigger almost everyday
What happened to the little girl who was on top of the world?
I'm collecting imperfections, I keep them in a jar
One day they'll fill my scrap book, I find a memory in a scar
Sometimes I only see the night but the cloud cover's too thick
The stars are gone outside but the ones on my ceiling still stick
I know I've grown but have I become a clone?
Now I like politics and scientists
What happened to the little girl who made a wish?
She told her secrets, believed in trust
She never saw the lie, in short, her heart was crushed
I wish that I could've seen the lie.