Change is inevitable, but I still hold on to the past
And I am susceptible to falling for memories I won't get back
The same ideology that I had at seventeen, just trying to keep the ones around me happy
Well I'm tripping on the realization I've made it twenty-three rotations around the sun
Where's the time gone
I don't see my old friends but I made some new
Decided to change up the things that I do
I've overthought so much I've hurt my brain
Yeah I'm too young to have good old days
I'm passed up everyday by my contemporaries, but I don't let the peer pressure affect me
I see their successes but I don't learn their lessons, instead I let them make me feel less than impressive
I'm doing my own thing, and yeah, sometimes it feels great, but other times it feels like a mistake
Guess I could stick to my guns, and yeah, I'd probably have fun, but really man what is the end game
Well I don't see my friends as much as I'd like to
They've got something else to give attention to
I love them all so much, but I can't change
No, I'm too young to have good old days
I'm too young to have good old days