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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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