Straighten up little soldier

How am I supposed to feel when my mummy tells me I'm headed the wrong way, which I believed in so much for close to 2 years now. That I have to see the subtle nuances of a person and wait till people get older, probably of working age. Good times are what hold things together, bad times are what breaks things apart. Although I'm confused and not sure if anything at all is what I really want, it hurts to hear decisions you've made were probably not the best. How do you let it all drift away all? Something which holds meaning to you, which you fervently believed in even for a while, the good times.

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Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer