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Fast Forward to Failure


Repeat, repeat. It’s 2 AM and it’s raining. I’m 17 and they expect me to know it all. What I want to do, Who I want to be But I’m too young. They’re always telling me I don’t know anything, That I’m too young to understand. Not old enough for responsibility. But they put me in school And tell me that when I graduate I better have it all figured out. But I don’t. Because I’m too young And too old All at once And It’s Ex Hausting. They set us up for failure from day one.
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