XVIII - Honey Lolita

XVIII
Days of seventeen will never come back
Counting goin days that are passing by
Ill take control because thiss my life
Wonderful and full of surprise
Pin the pictures upon the the midsummer night
Along the sidewalk all the light turning bright
Roads so quiet I can hear my own voice
If you heard me
Just tell me something
Theres silence in the crowed
Stand in peoples drowned
Youre not me you will never know me
All my feelings and my difficulties
I used to have a dream
Now lose a part of me
Wish one day words will be spoken
But not be swallowed in the broken dream
Im no longer anyone who I was
Breaking out all the things that turn me down
Im not a slaver or a savior
Just dont push me
Youll get nothing
If these stuffs to be
Vanished in my town
After ruined Ill be stronger
seeing pieces
and pretend theyd nerver be
Now youre 18
It represents
the sense of beauty
what we called living
what giving should be
Cuz it represents
the sense of beauty
what we called living
what giving should be
Days of seventeen never come back
Never counting things that passing by
I dont have to apologize to someone
For my stubborn or for my childish
This is me and never be broken