Seventeen (feat. Sugarfoot)

Seventeen

My unruly appetite, innocence just fiction

All there is neon signed but she don't get it

It's over

I wanted from her what she won't discuss

She said she'd never done that much

Curled her lip in feigned discust

And asked me why I could not hold it

Love requires trust

So what I want she won't dare

And now I'm mad and just don't care

Irreducibility

This yellow, kernel, carnal me

At 17

Holding hands I want to kiss

Kissing done move on from it

Nothing makes more sense then this

But what I need I can't get

I miss

Something I know is mocking me

Watches me work, won't let me sleep

Indefatigability

Every single moving part of me

At 17

I wish I could just buy a map

Maybe find some truth in that

Consultations about sex and love

And what it means when there is none

What's fun?

Maybe I'll survive all this and see

Against all probabilities

One day I'll laugh but guaranteed

I'll not go back or want to be

17

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