last tuesday, you were supposed to turn 22.
you were supposed to eat cake,
get piss drunk, and laugh too loud.
but you're forever frozen at 17,
and 22 was just another birthday you'll never see.
i'm still trying to choke that one down.
the therapy sessions by ce n'est pas que je m'appelle
Poetry » Life Rated: M, English, Words: 258, Published: 7/7/2013 Updated: 7/13/2013}
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