17 has never felt so old
Why is it that I am so youngYet I feel already left behind.I’m 17 and fear that I have created nothing to be remembered for.The thought keeps me up at night.As if if I don’t sleepI wont age.But time moves…
Why is it that I am so youngYet I feel already left behind.I’m 17 and fear that I have created nothing to be remembered for.The thought keeps me up at night.As if if I don’t sleepI wont age.But time moves…
Those big gray doors soon turn to normal size.Day in day out you won’t even notice how your hands have grown to fit the knobs.Those impossible Locker combinations become second nature.Through all the years the cafeteria becomes the placewhere you…