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***"Things take time, 
But time takes things"



*** *When I was a child
 I always wanted to grow up fast
 But now, feels like I'm in the wild
 Lost in the world so vast

 Growing old, adding numbers to my life
 Afraid to be an adult and it's strife
 They say age brings wisdom But I~ just getting dumb

 I am moving
 Yet I go nowhere
 I do not know if I'm improving
 Or if I'm off to somewhere

 Turning 22 isn't a big deal
 But why does it terrifies me? The idea of life getting more real
 Transition to adulthood I can not see

 Maybe I'm not yet ready
 of a bigger world and responsibilities
 Because my feet aren't always steady
 and unsure of my abilities

 I was not innocent
 and definitely not immature But I always face an awkward predicament
 Because my life, is constantly unsure

 Yes, 22 is not young, but not too old enough
 to have a clear mind and smart tongue
 So I just have to shrug this feeling of rough
 And enjoy the feeling of young

 Age and time, we could not defy
 So as life and its formula
 Running out of time, is a big lie
 And age is nothing but a numeral

 Age and time, definitely Does not define maturity, nor brings wisdom And I couldn't tell much, technically 
Because, as I've said, I still lack in wisdom*
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC
Age and Time (Repost)
***"Things take time, 
But time takes things"



*** *When I was a child
 I always wanted to grow up fast
 But now, feels like I'm in the wild
 Lost in the world so vast

 Growing old, adding numbers to my life
 Afraid to be an adult and it's strife
 They say age brings wisdom But I~ just getting dumb

 I am moving
 Yet I go nowhere
 I do not know if I'm improving
 Or if I'm off to somewhere

 Turning 22 isn't a big deal
 But why does it terrifies me? The idea of life getting more real
 Transition to adulthood I can not see

 Maybe I'm not yet ready
 of a bigger world and responsibilities
 Because my feet aren't always steady
 and unsure of my abilities

 I was not innocent
 and definitely not immature But I always face an awkward predicament
 Because my life, is constantly unsure

 Yes, 22 is not young, but not too old enough
 to have a clear mind and smart tongue
 So I just have to shrug this feeling of rough
 And enjoy the feeling of young

 Age and time, we could not defy
 So as life and its formula
 Running out of time, is a big lie
 And age is nothing but a numeral

 Age and time, definitely Does not define maturity, nor brings wisdom And I couldn't tell much, technically 
Because, as I've said, I still lack in wisdom*
So yeah I turned 22 today. Happy Birthday to me. I wrote this after my graduation day, and up to now, now that I am 22, I still feel the same way.
fallen-one
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC
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