Adults

I'm a bottle of want brimming over at the top
I kiss the lips of all the young suitors 
And they drink me til they drop
Silver fins gold and glitter 
I'm a pacifist dream on a ship that's sea bottom 
You know what you want but I can't tell you
Hand full of nickels but the machine only takes dimes
You're left with a pocket full of time yet you always show up 
Empty handed
You said you were late to the party But you showed up to the wrong door 
Lock stock and barrel
You're holding the gun wrong
And the pill is too hard to swallow
Life's a bullet like a train
Hold your gun steady 
Buy your ticket 
And know best when to fire 
Get on when you're ready
Life's not too scary when you conduct it in a way 
Make shape of what has no form
Make the question before you answer it
Don't worry of what is yet to come
When you are still on what has already came
The ship won't sail when you're ready
But you can still be the captain