All my life I wanted to be grown-up,
and so the years passed by with my impatience.
Now I am here and I see before me
an eagerness to turn back time and be a kid.
When did reality twist its hold,
and make life a film running backwards?
Innocence stripped, naivety lost, just a cold chill;
Wide-eyed surprises have left me blinded.
I hold on to what's left, cherishing all;
careful not to hold too tight, fearing it will fall away,
crumbling in my eager hands,
that once craved what they now have,
a bittersweet taste of truth...
that is the aftertaste of youth.
Author notes
1."Life is half spent before we know what it is."
- George Herbert
A contest entry
- Options!! or Whatever!! by HiddenByTheDark.
450 points, ended August 22, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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WOW that is so true, i just turned 18 and got out of high school, I've been waiting for this FOREVER but now that Im here i hate it...i just wish i could go back
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really really good i like how you took the quote
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Thanks for the silver!!!
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curious and true, you have the harsh truth on your side with this poem, like a hit with cold water, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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