Penelope

Being a teenager means… 

• Letting go of old friendships even when you don't want to
• Getting up every time we fall down, which is more often than we can count
• Getting a bad grade on a test and vowing to study harder next tim

I feel you drifting from my arms
We've come too far
It's been too long. 
I miss you
Can't you see? 
It's me and you till the end
That's the way it's supposed to be. 
But it's getting hard for me. 

Cry me a river
Now won't you darling?
Drown me in the salty waters
Only to pull me out
And twirl me in your arms. 
Cry me a river
Now won't you darling?
Take me by the hand 
And extort my longings

I scrub my head hard as if to wash away my sins 
With non-organic shampoo that smells like artificial happiness.
Let the water run down my pale skin, 
Drown me in my sorrows.
Let the water pool at my feet 

The leaves have fallen, leaving the trees bare and empty.
Winter's cold lips banish the flowers from the ground,
Covering it with smooth frost and dusty snow.
Winter is coming, and with it, the winds of change,