I sit alone and watch the stars
And wonder, what’s beyond these bars?
Of right and wrong
Of love and hate
Of sex and loss and masturbate.
I walk along an empty street
How so cliché, how very neat.
Melodrama
So overblown
No Juliet and Romeo.
I’m bored of drink, it leaves me cold
I’m seventeen, already old.
I’ve smoked and drank
And done drugs too
They didn’t help me, nothing new.
I’ve had my girls, they’ve been and gone
Some for short times but most for long.
We talked and laughed
And slept together
The nights were good, the days were better.
I sit alone and watch the stars
And wonder, who’s behind these bars?
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Submission Name: Seventeen, already old
