I’m 23 and I’m fine

I’m 23 and my lips are whiter than snow

I’m 23 and my heart could never use for a transplant

I’m 23 and they all have your name but I only call myself no one

I’m 23 and I forgot how to love since I had 20

I'm 23 and I don't know where I'm going but the middle with the end feels near

I’m 23 and I have more fingers than friends

I’m 23 and I learned to say I’m fine before I crawled

I’m 23 and I say it to remember that's the present and not the past

I’m 23 and every day of every stolen second I carry on without missing you

I’m 23 and I don't what I have done of myself

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