Teenager
Worn out notebook, backpack thrown away, dirty ConverseFaded writings on the desk, a young child who dreamedStaring at the clockUseless jokesDays like hot summerWill I be able to live smiling?
I changed as much as the time that has faded like a photoI can’t go back to those times but I want to find that feeling
I look at myself, learning things one by oneI ask my friend and he says that is all part of lifeThe clock just gets faster and I can’t laugh at jokes anymoreI am getting colder, will I be able to smile again?
I changed as much as the time that has faded like a photoI can’t go back to those times but I want to find that feeling
I have grown tall but my heart is still a teenagerEven if other things greet me, after I overcome them, I will smile