I am five again,
When time was on my side,
Staining paper with crayons
And the nonsense phrases of my imagination.
I am one hundred years old,
As time has gotten away from me,
Living only with the wisdom I've learned
And the memories of all I've witnessed.
I feel as though I've walked the earth a thousand lifetimes,
And yet like I haven't grown at all.
Don't belong anywhere,
Not sure of anything.
What I know is that I've changed,
Time and love and hate have done that to me.
Morphed me into someone new,
Or maybe brought back a different, past-life girl.
I can't say if it's for better or for worse,
If I am someone worth the stars that never fail.
But I can tell you that I will become myself,
Whichever being I find that is,
And that I will place all my thoughts there,
And never doubt or hide them.
That is all I'll aim to do.
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Maisie this is another great poem that defies your youth. You have really opened my eyes to how gifted our youth can be, I hope that doesn't sound condescending it is not meant to be. Btw your goal in becoming is a worthy one to pursue never let go of it. You have a great future ahead of you, of that I am sure.
@merlin1038 thank you, it's so great to hear that from someone. I'm really glad you feel that way about my future, it means the world to me.
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