self-proclaimed expiration date

They'd make sure we didn't

My old letter to my future self didn't get further than "dear"
I didn't plan to read it or even plan to be here
I still have it like the worst of my depression's a souvenir
But I think I'd write a few more words if I tried again this year

I'd love to tell my younger self at grad we're the best dressed
And thousands of people have heard our songs and were impressed
And if it helps us make it through the month, I'd lie with my whole chest
That at the end of every year I consider that one the best

But I couldn't go back to then if I was given a time machine
Cause if that little kid who ran off of spite and Sertraline
Saw we made it past our self-proclaimed expiration date of fourteen
I think they'd make sure we didn't

I never expected this much grief and frustration
To come from watching my classmates get close to our graduation
But I planned my funeral while they planned their education
So I guess, once again, my problems are my own creation

I'd love to tell my younger self at grad we're the best dressed
And thousands of people have heard our songs and were impressed
And if it helps us make it through the month, I'd lie with my whole chest
That at the end of every year I consider that one the best

But I couldn't go back to then if I was given a time machine
Cause if that little kid who ran off of spite and Sertraline
Saw we made it past our self-proclaimed expiration date of fourteen
I think they'd make sure we didn't
They'd make sure we didn't



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Writer(s): Maya Desrochers
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