Not so old

Summary: Given all they've done, it's easy to forget how old they really are.

My crack at a songfic. Hopefully this is better than the last time I tried something different. Based off Lucas Graham's "Seven Years". More stuff will be coming, there's just some things to sort out. Enjoy.

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Once I was seven years old, my daddy told me,

"Smile instead of cry and you'll be happy."

Once I was seven years old.

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It was a big big world but we got by with duelling,

Always having fun even when we're losing.

By eleven on the Action Field and dancing,

Side by side with our monsters we were entertaining.

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But when I was eleven years old, my dad, he never showed.

The duel was lost and now I'm the coward's son.

Back when I was eleven years old.

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I'll make the whole world smile, just like my dad before me,

So I'll keep smiling even if I feel like crying.

The world sees a fool and a broken legacy

But the pendulum just keeps on swinging.

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Now I am fourteen years old, the loss became won

Because of the summon from my dad's pendulum.

Now I am fourteen years old.

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Now I see my goal, I keep on getting better.

New friends and foes but smiles are what really matter

But something's stirring, a hidden mystery

And then I met a boy with the same face as me.

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I'm still fourteen years old and now there is a war.

Fighting even when I don't want to hurt anymore.

I'm still fourteen years old.

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I'm only fourteen years old and now I'm in jail

But with my friends old and new we will never fail.

I'm only fourteen years old.

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I learn that life is cruel and smiles alone just aren't working.

Things are different here but I have to keep on duelling.

I keep losing friends even though I'm winning

And in the end I feel that something's missing.

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I'm just fourteen years old and I've been crowned king.

I've found my voice and learned to speak through duelling.

We've been together through thick and thin,

Maybe now we might have a chance to win.

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We're far from twenty years old but we will still fight

Because what they're doing is wrong and never right.

But we're not yet twenty years old.

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We're not twenty years old but we feeling like sixty one,

The city is destroyed and our innocence gone.

We feel so very very old.

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Once I was seven years old, my daddy taught me,

"Smile instead of cry and you'll be happy."

Once I was seven years old.