Staring back at you... Who is that? It couldn't be yourself... No, you haven't aged that much.... Could you? No no, that's not right.... Where did that youth go? Who are you now? The day before yesterday you were nervous about kindergarten... Yesterday about some petty Junior high ordeal.... Today, it's like you just graduated high school.... There are times when all you can do is hope for the blessed ages.... 16 for that driver's license 18 for loving legally 21 for the wines of the wealthy the beer of those who have a different sort of class From there on, we try to look young... Pretend age doesn't happen. Why? Why pretend you're an age you're not.... Why give into the "Norms" that people stereotype ages in...
All is lost... Everything is gone... I don't know where it all went... I don't miss it, I know I didn't need all that... But I'm still searching... For what, and where I don't know... What is what I'm trying to look for? There's something I've never had... Something I crave... I want to feel loved and love back... but where? Carefully, but not too precise... I want them.... They don't want me... I'll walk to the left..... They want me... I'd rather not... I'll walk right.... There's no one here... I don't know... Where can I go from here?
Jello Challenged · Wed Sep 12, 2007 @ 04:18am · 0 Comments |