At Seventeen
I learned the truth at seventeen
- I learned the truth at seventeen
- That love was meant for beauty queens
- And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
- Who married young and then retired
- The valentines I never knew
- The Friday night charades of youth
- Were spent on one more beautiful
- At seventeen I learned the truth
- And those of us with ravaged faces
- Lacking in the social graces
- Desperately remained at home
- Inventing lovers on the phone
- Who called to say come dance with me
- And murmured vague obscenities
- It isn't all it seems
- At seventeen
- A brown eyed girl in hand-me-downs
- Whose name I never could pronounce
- Said pity please the ones who serve
- They only get what they deserve
- And the rich relationed hometown queen
- Marries into what she needs
- With a guarantee of company
- And haven for the elderly
- Remember those who win the game
- Lose the love they sought to gain
- In debentures of quality
- And dubious integrity
- Their small-town eyes will gape at you
- In dull surprise when payment due
- Exceeds accounts received
- At seventeen
- To those of us who knew the pain
- Of valentines that never came
- And those whose names were never called
- When choosing sides for basketball
- It was long ago and far away
- The world was younger than today
- When dreams were all they gave for free
- To ugly duckling girls like me
- We all play the game and when we dare
- To cheat ourselves at solitaire
- Inventing lovers on the phone
- Repenting other lives unknown
- They call and say come dance with me
- And murmur vague obscenities
- At ugly girls like me
- At seventeen
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