*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.