It's so hard to be a teen.
You will never know what would you be.
Sometimes, you wanna be green,
sometimes, you want to be a bee.
If I die tomorrow,
why not today?
If I play in snow,
what would people say?
No matter how hard the situation,
I won't give up and drained.
As long as I give action,
I won't be pained.
It's a blessing if no one will leave.
Staying faithful and naive.
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 8:10 AM UTC
It's so hard to be a teen.
You will never know what would you be.
Sometimes, you wanna be green,
sometimes, you want to be a bee.
If I die tomorrow,
why not today?
If I play in snow,
what would people say?
No matter how hard the situation,
I won't give up and drained.
As long as I give action,
I won't be pained.
It's a blessing if no one will leave.
Staying faithful and naive.
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