my emotione are swimming                               my mind is blowing                                                My future is calling                                               I guess I only have one year left to be thirteen

i suddenly care about my hair                               I suddenly care about what I wear                          I  suddenly care about what others say                 oh boy this is leaving me astray                             I guess to be thirteen I’m only six months away

i wanna fit in with everybody.                                 Sometime be alone with nobody.                           My pride had taken over me.                                 Fake friends are something you’ll always see             I guess to be thirteen I only have months of three 

I’m devolving new fears which are not fun                My mind went for a jog and my heart for a run       I need support more than ever                           this period of time I’ll remember forever I’m sure      I guess now I’m thirteen