The stars are falling off my ceiling.
I'm paying bills,
Buying college books,
Saving for a car,
And the stars are falling off my ceiling.
My calendar is full
Marked with appointments
And work hours
And the stars are falling off my ceiling.
My friends are getting married,
Having children,
And buying houses,
And the stars are falling off my ceiling.
Like the child
In my heart
Is emaciating,
I'm twenty years old,
And the stars are falling off my ceiling.
Trying to embrace adulthood, but it all seems so strange.
Also, I'm too old to have glow in the dark stars on my ceiling.