I’m not quite nineteen and legally drinking
or paying for my own phone bill and driving
but I’ve realized
that I’ve oxidized
You wanted to sit around a board game
and we were playing but I’ve gotten lame
I don’t have time for play
I’ve got essays and papers to write, okay
And now it’s past midnight
and I’m tapping away ignoring the beautiful moonlight
I’m not a kid anymore
I don’t wish on shooting stars any more
But you’re still a kid and you’ve time for fun
I used to be young, but look what age has done
I wished for family time and ‘I love you’
I wish for numbers and dead trees now I’m the problem too
It’ll be alright though you’ve got the job now
It’s a hard job teaching adults the meaning of ‘wow’
You’ll be fine though it’ll work out
You’ll rust too one day but we all do don’t pout
