I hardly have the energy to right this poem,
Let alone get to know him.
How can I be so broken
When others can flaunt their wealth
Like they have a pure gold token.
I work hard for my family, and then some,
And Lord knows how long it's been since I've stopped to have any fun.
Im too young to be this old,
And too old to be this young.
They say it's just my age,
But I can't afford to make these mistakes,
Not when my family is counting on me
And with so few presents beneath our tree.
But the world is all a stage,
Even if the script isn't exactly clear.
But no matter if I rise or fall,
Im just glad we have each other to get through it all.
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 12:53 PM UTC
I hardly have the energy to right this poem,
Let alone get to know him.
How can I be so broken
When others can flaunt their wealth
Like they have a pure gold token.
I work hard for my family, and then some,
And Lord knows how long it's been since I've stopped to have any fun.
Im too young to be this old,
And too old to be this young.
They say it's just my age,
But I can't afford to make these mistakes,
Not when my family is counting on me
And with so few presents beneath our tree.
But the world is all a stage,
Even if the script isn't exactly clear.
But no matter if I rise or fall,
Im just glad we have each other to get through it all.
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