Youth - an epitome

In your own headspace
and all you could hear is your heart

Pounding
like you had an extra shot of coffee
Sinking........
your breathing gets louder and slower

In a wrath of emotions
As you peel the foil of the chocolate bar
and take a bite into your anxiety
it is bittersweet

You find yourself in a place
where you no longer belong
where expectations are high yet grey

What an odd age
An odd age indeed

Fun turns into guilt
Money becomes happiness
Love, a liability

But remember, while all things change
there’s one that doesn’t
It is Him

His Word remains, always