Time strikes 12
Excitement overwhelms
First 10 years of life
Given nothing of blight
Giddy mornings and happy parades
Opening gifts and munching on cake
Picture perfect world without the shattering realities
Now when it’s time, all I do is mourn
Another year added, less time to adore
Life is bland, worse on these days
These are worst days
You will be getting giddy, or should as a teen
Yet money...