Seventeen
Too old to ignore the differences
Between right and wrong, yet too young to care.
Old enough to know love yet too young for
Our hearts, souls are not yet content to share.
Look to the future while missing the past,
We search for ways to make the good times last.
Claiming the young are constantly falling
Into love, does not seem the case to be;
Focused on lust, our hearts thirst to be free.
This generation too young too reckless
To know, the true meaning of love, so no
True emotions we show. Until we find
The one soul who captures our hearts and minds,
One single soul mate we see as divine.
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