Wednesday, February 24, 2010

My Happy Sixteenth

Today is 2-20
And in about 110
I'll be blowing out the candles
And eating cake again

One year older
And what do I have to show?
A little boy that's broken
And a girl that had to go

Somewhere there's a lesson
But for now I'm done messin
With little parables
It seems I've lost my marbles

On my happy sixteenth
What do you suppose it all means
The girls aren't any cuter
Than again I'm not a suitor
And that's prob'ly why
They don't talk to me

It's my happy sixteenth
I'll be driving in my new car
But with all the money I have
It's likely I won't get far

I told mom and dad
There's nothin that I want
But of course with mom and dad
My wishes they just taunt

I cannot understand
They say I've become a man
And it's a big accomplishment
I stand there still with no comment

Because in this little tale
I know how it will end
But somethin here is missing
Someone tell me, where do I begin?

With my happy sixteenth
What do you suppose it all means?
The girls aren't any cuter
Than again I'm not a suitor
And that's prob'ly why
They don't talk to me

It's my happy sixteenth
The school year is over
And I'll still have no lover
But I guess that don't matter anymore
Well I guess that it never mattered before
And I guess it all started in '94
But I guess it won't matter anymore

Because today is 2-20
And in about 110
It will be my birthday
And I'll be gone by then

2 comments:

EmmaP said...

a - nice.
b - did she really HAVE to go?
c - if you're not a suitor of girls... oh please tell me you like girls! hahaha!

Good job son!

Rhonda said...

VERY good job! Looks like the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Words are your friend!