these years are passing within the blink of an eye.
i vividly remember
the warmth of the spring air on my eleventh birthday
and the way we'd had a huge picnic in the middle of the park
and my tan lines that i never seemed to get rid of
to be honest,
i'm amazed that i've lived fifteen years
fifteen years of happiness and hardships, and times i never thought i could make it through the night
and as i blow out the last candle of my fourteenth year
i reminisce all of the good times, and i realise
i'd never want to be anybody else.