oh, the things i've seen, been through...
seventeen seems long ago.
but 'tis only half a year and two,
give or take a month or so.
around the block, once, twice,
but don't really know the measure.
been plenty of time to learn, entice
the senses, show another pleasure.
i've seen a friend become a lover, and
a lover become a friend,
but the falling of a grain of sand
erased the love, saw friendship end.
but now they say i'm "all grown up,"
but i'll be older, still, tomorrow,
another day, another dollar,
a step further from my sorrow.