twenty-something

When I was ten
I used to think that all the high school kids were cool
Going through four years, I had my twenties all planned through
But now I've doubled down on those two digits I outgrew
And yet I still know nothing new
I never graduated senior, so I never left for school
My friends would go and party while I'd stay up in my room
My parents said the music wouldn't pay for all my dues
And now I wish I'd thought this through

I'm so sick and tired of the chanting by the fire
While the candle lost its spark
Can't help but feel sorry for the people at my party
Almost twenty-one, but I think I'm done

I see another moment happening, another dream I'll pass
Too scared to say a word when I'm responding to their texts
I'm throwing out my chances every time they're in my hand
And yet I wonder why they don't come back
No, I'm too busy moping over all the memories I lost
And living out my dreams until they leave me in the dark
They slowly turn to terrors as I lose the kid I was
'Cause if he saw me, he'd turn 'round and run

And I'm so sick and tired of the chanting by the fire
While the candle lost its spark
I can't help but feel sorry for the people at my party
'Cause without them, I'd be gone
I'm tired of feeling awful after all the pain I've caused them
Watching all my tears dry out
The audience is watching as I recollect my story
Almost twenty-one, but I think I'm done