Things were easier before I grew
Before my complicated mind
Left all I thought I knew behind
Things are different now, I see
Still the only thing that’s changed is me
Nostalgia grips me every now and again
Viewing the present with only disdain
Sometimes I miss not having a care
The wind blowing through my golden hair
But those days have long since past
How did seventeen years fly by so fast?
Now I brace myself to face what’s ahead
With maybe a small hint of dread
I embrace the future knowing, what will be will be
For I know whatever happens, I will still be me
