At 17 Figured my whole God damn slate would be clean No big mistakes Love turned to hate Time gone to waste Or insecurity How wrong a girl can be Teenage backstabs for no reason Don't quite pierce enough to kill Love goes and turns into betrayal A lot can happen in a year Flash back to 16 Helpless in my room Staring in the mirror Begging for anything new Gone is innocence And ignorance Gone is any trace Of the girl I used to be Rest in pieces Rest in hate Despite the madness Found reason in each wound Life is to experience But it's left me black and blue At 17 Figured my whole damn slate would be clean No big mistakes Love turned to hate Time gone to waste Or insecurity How wrong a girl can be How wrong a girl can be I'm right one every hundred times Can't help myself from asking why They disregard how hard I try That's something I can't justify My life is changing Grew up racing And losing every time Stuck in false optimistic dreams Real life is catching up with me My heart is tearing at its seams Hope's just a fucking smokescreen But effort's passion And satisfaction Just want to feel like me At 18 I'll know the ups and downs - just life's routine Some big mistakes Love turned to hate Time gone to waste and insecurity Here's to 18