My coffee is warm
So I'll burn my tongue
Mother warned me
But I'm 18
So tired I am
Of staying up all night
I think about what a grown-up I am
Driving my car and drinking beers
Telling Mom to let me go
Telling him never to do so
But this morning I burned my tongue
And I started to cry
Nobody warned me
I'm still 18
I'm tired
Of being awake all night
I think about how big my bed has gotten
How to pay my bills and raise a child
My Mom told me never to call
And he rarely does anymore
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 10:32 AM UTC
My coffee is warm
So I'll burn my tongue
Mother warned me
But I'm 18
So tired I am
Of staying up all night
I think about what a grown-up I am
Driving my car and drinking beers
Telling Mom to let me go
Telling him never to do so
But this morning I burned my tongue
And I started to cry
Nobody warned me
I'm still 18
I'm tired
Of being awake all night
I think about how big my bed has gotten
How to pay my bills and raise a child
My Mom told me never to call
And he rarely does anymore
