Coming of Age
Driver’s licenses, speeding tickets, life in the fast lane
Full of responsibility, difficulty, and the possibility of being a little vain
It’s a time of puberty, discovery, and the future
A time for many heartbreaks that can only be cured with a suture
Sometimes when a mirror is your only friend
Right until the bitter end
But don’t be scared or hide
Because it’s only a matter of time for it all to subside
So when you look in the mirror and ask yourself who you see
Is it someone you love and in someone you believe?
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