higher than anything i've seen

Its ironic that when we were young and full of energy,
we had to be trapped at home, for the simple reason that we were not old enough to venture out on our own.
There was always too many hours in a day,
and we wait impatiently for everyday to be over, so that we can grow up and begin living.
Or so we thought.

Now we're older, but not necessarily free.
Trapped by a pair of chains, called reality and responsibility,
and all the dreams we had, had to remain buried,
because there is never enough time for everything.
We find the days have grown shorter,
when it was long before,
and we find ourselves desperately wishing we could go back.