I’m sorry for what lies ahead You may wish you were dead It’s a scary time to be alive When its your turn to drive But try not to forget Those things you think you’ll regret They’ll be stories for the old Stories deserving to be told In all of the madness, Only you have the access To find the shining moments The hard to find bonus That makes the hard days worthy Of all the sadness and worry So make this time your own Before you get all grown
This is for all the teenagers, make your own moments that shine in the darkness of young frustrations