17 Just a Number
Plans never stay the same
They change a lot even though
You dont want them to
Its my birthday tomorrow
And i was going to
Shop til i drop
But that all changed
I heard we were doing somewhere else
"We'll celebrate it on sunday"
They said.
Ok. there go my plans.
I am turning 17.
Who cares anyway
Age its just a number.
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