Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Poetry: Ages

It's dark
Cold
Scary

I'm tired
Confused
Lonely

Everyone does it
I repeat to myself, quietly
It's not that big a deal
Facing the world alone

But when I saw others
Do what I'm about to do
They always looked confident
Ready to face the world

They were proud
Strong
Mighty

They were able
Smart
Crafty

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