I’m only 21 and I’m trying so hard not to give up
But giving up looks more appealing than ever

I’m only 21 and I feel like I’ve reached the final stage
I’m only 21 and I’m exhausted

I’m only 21 and I’ve been a friend
A lover
A writer
A painter
A stoner
A saint
A shelter
A liar
A prison
An enemy
An impostor
A heart breaker

I’m only 21 and I’m trying to fight this recurring thought that I’ve done all I can on this planet

I keep telling myself to hold on, there are better things coming along.
But with better, losing is way worse

I’m only 21 and I want to have a child one day
I’m only 21 and I’m holding on