The sun rose from the horizon The sun rose from the horizon

For these bitter twilight years For these bitter twilight years

Drying tears, Cold sheets, Tired body, Tomorrow a new beginning.... Drying tears, Cold sheets, Tired body, Tomorrow a new beginning....

Reason you will be mine the ‘old teen’, It was the day of Seventeen!! Reason you will be mine the ‘old teen’, It was the day of Seventeen!!

This poem is about the day I remembered me crying and understanding myself. This poem is about the day I remembered me crying and understanding myself.

The poem describes the old memories. The poem describes the old memories.