9:52 P.M.
I took a few psychology coarses and one of my assignments was to summarize what it felt like to be "MY AGE"
I wrote this poem.... and a few were able to relate....
21
Where do I start
Lets start with this grain of sand
Put some soul in my heart
And I will try to stick to the plan
I am always One skip from love
Two days away from dreaming
Three baby steps and a shove
And 4 minutes later I may be screaming
I�m not walking more than 5 miles from home
And I take 6 deep breaths before I fall asleep
7 seconds ago I started feeling alone
While 8 days ago I was falling in too deep
9 dollars short of 10
Once I was 10 days late
But I would do it 11 times over again
If it meant I would meet my 12th soul mate
13 gates from heaven
14 credits short of a full game
Four more than eleven
And I still haven�t seen my 15 minutes of fame
Have you thought of me more than 16 times this year?
Would 17 just throw you over the edge?
18 years ago I never had a fear
And 19 years from now I will make a retirement pledge
20 and I thought I knew it all
What did I really know?
21 and the world doesn�t seem so damn small
And life doesn�t seem all that slow
Kelly T.
