I heard a whisper in the wind
I knew it was for me.
Felt a calling in my heart and
Knew it would set me free.
I followed my intuition
No matter where it took me
Now it's so confusing when
There's so many possibilities
Fate gave me an amazing gift
But it’s too much power for one soul.
I can’t control how much it grows
And then everyone pays the toll.
I’m too young to know the things I know
Or to have seen the things I’ve seen.
I’m not supposed to understand life so well
At only age eighteen.
There’s something coming on the horizon
I see it every single day
something unfolding so painfully slow
I can only hope will show me the way.
But until that day finally comes
And He lets me in on his plan
All I can do is keep it all inside
And pray that one day, you’ll understand.
Please tell me what you think
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Promising
A moving and powerful piece, the "too young" stanza resonates with my own occasional feeling of having too much understanding to possibly grow up and understand more.
The meter becomes slightly erratic as the thoughts become more complicated and the lines lengthen, at least it seems that way, although it might be a deliberate way of expressing the increasing complexity of analysis. Lines 8 and 10 ("possibilities" and "too much power") might be rephrased to achieve equivalent, less syllabic, effect. The first stanza might also be lengthened slightly if greater consistency is desired.
The most important effect on me is the knowledge of the "something" which comes, ominous, foreboding, great and terrible, but not necessarily bad, which I also feel myself (and have for years) and have great difficulty expressing to anyone else, much less imagining that they might also feel it. But that's all I'll say for now...
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