Trial of the Century

What does it mean when you're sixteen
 The world's a cold and lonely place
 But you're still kicking
 Every door down in the place
 The war of words they're so upright
 You pass a hundred sleepless nights
 And the worst is yet to come or so they say
 Here comes seventeen
 And just beyond
 There's tolerance and empathy
 To protect you from them all
 A stand of evergreen
 Just like the places we would always talk about
 To catch you when you fall
 You hear a knock outside the door
 It never rains here anymore
 So now there's nothing new
 To was away the pain
 A frightened face your clouded mind
 The memories you've trailed behind
 And seventeen still feels light years away
 Nobody seems to understand you
 As your grasping for that innocence
 Sequestered in your mind
 Was it guilt or were they blind
 All this time