Literature
Last Night of 19
Its my last night of nineteen
and i'm sitting counting down
the minutes and the seconds
until that final sound
of my teens fading slowly,
my teens fading fast,
but the past seven years
were nothing short of a blast !
Those were my school days,
days filled with friends,
friends who i still know and love,
friends until the end.
I never got too drunk,
I never got high,
but i know myself too well
to know i wouldn't even try.
My ragged jeans still fit,
And so to my boyish shoes,
The punk rock jewelry of years gone by
have been worn and over used,
But i dare not throw it out,
I dare not let it go,
Because the girl who wore it