• Seventeen years, eighteen on my birthday
    Twenty more days, I'll stay young no matter what you say

    Age won't change~ me
    From the person I have been my whole life
    Age is nothing but a number of responsibilities
    I don't care~ about where you think that I should be at right now
    It isn't your place to feel a tone of constant appeal, so leave me here, just leave me alone

    Stop annoying me with this constant excuse
    With this constant abuse, you have sewn inside of me
    This isn't my choice, this isn't an act
    This isn't my home, it's a force fed fact

    And now you're holding me back; irony's rich
    This is your excuse for being a b***h
    You've never been told, however you know
    The wind is quick, you better be steady
    I'll have you know I'm ready already

    Never again will I listen to your dumb tips
    However, I will make use of your nice gifts
    Too bad, all this time
    You never really knew me

    Oh, boy~ my shell is coming back~
    Let's have another pointless argument~
    And let's scream~ our ******** tounges out to the floor~
    Never happening to listen to any reasoning~

    Let's ******** kill eachother in the process

    So soft~ you thought~ I'd be
    If you began~ reaching out for me
    And releasing me~ from this shell~
    My Sanctuary~

    Unfortunately for us
    It isn't as easy as that

    But no~ of course
    You've tried

    At another worthless attempt to try and get to know your own son and possibly be able to cope with all his differences
    Of being solitary in his own home never to talk to you about his life at all
    Yet turning himself stray towards what you believed in that being a Christian beat being free

    Hoping your odd unwise words would someday miraculously reach him
    I'm afraid~ it's not that simple
    In fact impossible
    To understand me
    To ever grasp me
    To imagine yourself in my place