And so it was
a boy of twenty
too old to know better
but too young to know any less
fastened together
by bits of broken glass
like an armour of shrapnel
reflecting light
a prism of sound
shattering the empty silence
because if they were afraid to change
than he was the boy
with the eyes of a last child
who was afraid of not changing
and there's one thing I hope
he never forgets
that life should be lived
without regrets.
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 7:16 AM UTC
Self Worthlessness is a completely,
temporary phase of human maturation.
It persists within the passing ignorance of youth,
And fades with the realization of eventual
adult wisdom gained over time.
The suffering within the journey,
Builds character and worth.
It's earned, not a birthright.
Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 6:27 PM UTC