I don't quite know how old I am,
But I have been alive for 15 years.
I know that I have got older
But I do not know that I have come of age
And I do not know that the effects of such a thing are external.
I know that my mind has grown
From a small sleepy village
Into a vast city where, despite its size,
Very few live.
I know that along with the growth
And with the transistion from village to city
Comes negatives.
For often; I do not dream
I do see
And I see this time for what things are
And what things are can be really very sad.
I don't quite know how old I am;
But I know I have been alive for 15 years.
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