two months slip by
it's the calendar tornado
ripping and tearing through
days laced with gold
days of friends and work
and your car's heater won't start
but you have plans tonight
and that boy smiles right back
and the days are hard
but your hair is long
and you can still rebel
with music too loud
some days you cry
most days you laugh
and all are rushing by
but be thankful for the time you have
to love and let fear die
it's the calendar tornado
ripping and tearing through
days laced with gold
days of friends and work
and your car's heater won't start
but you have plans tonight
and that boy smiles right back
and the days are hard
but your hair is long
and you can still rebel
with music too loud
some days you cry
most days you laugh
and all are rushing by
but be thankful for the time you have
to love and let fear die
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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