quel dommage

sometimes i forget myself amongst teenage dreams
occasionally i can't remember
my mere fifteen years

i am often seventeen, eighteen, twenty-one
i am speaking words for age
spitting imagery, je regrette

i live like worlds on fire
like trees in wind
like dreams in kisses
like born-again
til death's part

often i speak in prayers, tears
quel dommage, begin again

i am planting hope in hidden eyes
i am pushing smoke from my braids

it is wishing, dreaming hoping
quel dommage, je regrette