nineteen years but it feels like nine-hundred
with nine-thousand scars and only half a dozen lovin’s
9 good friends but now I’m down to three
two Brothers four sisters and a hundred-eighty-seven kids to call my family
1 enemy that I like to call the devil with my three part savior who called me acceptable
three point seven trillion humanoid specimens and only one who carry’s the cross in the house that I live in
i am one and one in many, I’m 19 with a heart that’s heavy
take me or leave me for someone less influential, but I’ll leave my mark on this world that’ll lasts longer than ♾
i am alone and thats ok, because 1 makes better choices than one who’s among seventy