Everyone says
That thirteen is still young
But it feels ancient
Such a high number
Towering on the time line
Of my life
Everyone says
That I'm gonna love
Leaving childhood behind
But what if I loved
Being able to cry
Over a paper cut
And not knowing
About global warming
And terrorists
And algebra
Everyone says
That teenagers are criminals
But couldn't it be
That I don't want
To do drugs
Or spray-paint houses
Or traumatize toddlers
Couldn't it be
That I just want
To be me
Everyone says
That now
I'm an adult
And I'll acquire
A whole batch
Of new responsibilities
Maybe I don't need
More authority
Maybe I just need
More freedom
No strings attached
Everyone says
'Happy Birthday'
And it is happy
For now
I have nothing
To worry about
Except the number thirteen
But I will grow up
I will get older
My thirteenth will be here
And then it will be gone forever
I'll be a teenager
I'll be so happy
I won't ever regret
My birthday
Everyone says
That thirteen is still young
But it feels ancient
Such a high number
Towering on the time line
Of my life
Everyone says
That I'm gonna love
Leaving childhood behind
But what if I loved
Being able to cry
Over a paper cut
And not knowing
About global warming
And terrorists
And algebra
Everyone says
That teenagers are criminals
But couldn't it be
That I don't want
To do drugs
Or spray-paint houses
Or traumatize toddlers
Couldn't it be
That I just want
To be me
Everyone says
That now
I'm an adult
And I'll acquire
A whole batch
Of new responsibilities
Maybe I don't need
More authority
Maybe I just need
More freedom
No strings attached
Everyone says
'Happy Birthday'
And it is happy
For now
I have nothing
To worry about
Except the number thirteen
But I will grow up
I will get older
My thirteenth will be here
And then it will be gone forever
I'll be a teenager
I'll be so happy
I won't ever regret
My birthday
Everyone says



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