I’ve been just a child until
this day; I feel a child still.
Another year that I have gained,
eighteen and left to my own will.

Insecure and I’m left doubting
what the future will be bringing.
Another year that I have gained,
so I will sit here deeply thinking.

And at this age what have I learned?
But a lesson, smart and stern.
Another year that I have gained,
and there is much I’ve yet to learn.