now i'm seventeen my school is in the country students wear trainers read the same magazines now i'm seventeen my school is getting tiresome teachers-they're so young singling me out only like philosophy & after school the time that's what i call my own time nice girls meet nice boys end of school day while other girls go straight home talking 'bout soaps'n' that i go home alone like it watchig the nameless people surfing subways, travelling somewhere "・・・nowhere・・・" now i'm seventeen i do not have a title depend on no one else busy being kind(to myself) i go home alone and have dinner in my sweet home praying again, again & again "・・・peace・・・" i see the same faces in school & they say that i am different i think it's an honour i say it's an honour to B diffrent i can't go their way now i'm seventeen "・・・seventeen・・・"
