A year ago today
I'm not naive enough
To tell them it'll be okay
A new year is coming
You're supposed to have fun
It's still being foreshadowed
To all come undone
They're all still affected
I grew up many years ago
I gave them fair warning
But I won't say I told you so
I'm cynical and untrusting
But on me I still let them lean
I'm worn out and withered
And I'm only seventeen
