16

Young and dumb is what I have grown to know but what if it was old and cold, old and told ? I stand for my dream to arise, only !

Because I an young

Misconceptions stick within your head

Whether or not you should appreciate my poem instead

  Age of 16

  Wearing rip colored jeans

Looking for a man in his 20's

  Pressured to buff and blow cigarettes

Wearing Nirvana headsets

  What is it you don't understand

Let go of my hand

I am not like the others.

As you clench me strong and hard

Taking me to your car

I am in another world

Playing superstar In a gay bar

The harsh experiences I have had in the past Lets my youthfulness last

  playing the DreamCast

I run miles ahead of you And what do you do ?

You run after me

  But all I see Is the horizon dancing below my feet

while I honor your defeat .

Because I am young I have innocent tongue

  Writing for you and for the among.

Reviews

[Saddam]

You done it very beautifully dear as a teenager i have too felt this. Love you writing dear.