I'm lying in my bed
with  expectations that never met
expectation of how beautiful it'd go
those plans i made i sold it pretty short

and i know i can do it all
fly and soar, prove them wrong
but something aches inside it  burns
emotions tangled and motives lost
and i make plans for another day
and yet i procrastinate

i look in the mirror and i see the little girl
the girl who couldn't wait for teenage to come
how I'd stay late night drink coffee and complain
hang out with my small knit of friends
get hobbies learn talents
but the sunshine's fades
and I'm back  staring at my to do list
with thousand a list but
nothing's ticked