Let Me Out

and today you accidentally called me,

"baby"

Everyday is a reminder

of what I hate most in life.

The lack of control,

the soulless days where by

I'm just sleepwalking the whole day.

I want to be back when we were 16.

And just stay there,

when we didn't have any of these choices.

I want life to go on.

I don't want to be 17 anymore.

I honestly don't know what you want,

honestly,

will it be awkward?

Yes.

Do I want to be friends?

What will that mean?

How do we start again?

I don't want to make any decisions

now that I'm vulnerable.

I'm only 17,

I don't want to be one of the zombies in the train

that don't have any dreams,

or forgotten that they had any to begin with.

you took everything else away,

please let me keep this.