Some mistakes

Teenage, flip the page
Going down dark paths, no returning
Cheeks flushed, it's a gold rush
Robbing the money, yet sweeter than honey
I met him on the internet, he ain't real
He stole my soul so I stole his death row meal

Jean vest, no arrest, but I was living on the edge
Cheeks flushed, look but don't touch
Couldn't carry on, but put on a facade
I met him on a CD I was playing in the evening
A few months later, look back, it was sickening

I made myself biscuits and tea with some honey
With a side of yogurt and cheese to soothe me
I had some cake and some mistakes
But they forgave me anyway
I would cry myself to sleep, but they focused on me learning

Pancakes, the dog days never put me on a leash
When they told me "Stop before you go too far" I would seethe
Black lipstick, on a mission, never looking back
Late November, I was close to giving up my mask

Burning things, planting trees for my future self to cut down
And even when I did, there was still darkness all around
Cheeks red in a new bed inside of my head
I try to forget fictional memories like that

I made myself biscuits and tea with some honey
With a side of yogurt and cheese to soothe me
I had some cake and some mistakes
But they forgave me anyway
I would cry myself to sleep, but they focused on me learning