Right now

 i'm ready to move on.

I just want to remember feeling like i'm running out of time

so that one day it won't feel like running anymore

and maybe it's because its a Friday and my birthday is on Sunday

and i'm running out of days of being 17.

It's a Friday night 

well technically its Saturday morning 

and I have a list of questions I want to ask people

but i'm too scared to hear the answer.

Right now I won't let myself say I love you to a boy

so I say nothing instead cause it's better to hear silence than goodbye.

I'm stuck in my own head with words that don't ever go to sleep

and problems that never seem to wake up.

I'm 17 and i'm scare to turn 18

cause Saturday mornings always slip away from us

and i'm tired of running, so I think i'm going to start walking again. 

Edge of seventeen - Stevie Nicks