I’m a 90s kid in my soul.

 I feel like I should’ve grown up

Obsessing over Pearl Jam and

Red Hot Chili Peppers tees.

 I should’ve been going to Wheatus,

Weezer, Bush, and Counting Crows concerts.

 I should’ve grown up watching

MTV back when it really had music

 And crying when Kurt Cobain

Committed suicide.

I should’ve grown up

Wearing flannels and grunge…

I want to wear my hair the way I like it

 And wear dark lipstick and no eye shadow

And be a grunge kid

And listen to my music

All the time and be rebellious

But I can’t.

Because that era’s over….

But I was born with it

Already in my heart.

I want to be a part of something

 That’s already over and

 All because of the music.

But to be honest that music

Has gotten me through more of my life

Than most people.

Can we just please

Make the world simple again?

 I don’t know how to be mainstream,

 And I never will be.

I can’t pull off modern styles

 And listen to most modern music.

 I was just not made for this version of the world…

 I miss something I was never even alive for.