Thoughts Of One 17 Year Old
Author: Pamela O'Brien
It makes me angry when people look at me and think
"She's just a kid...." or "What does she know...."
Indeed I am young, just under eighteen,
But don't jump to conclusions,
I am anything but naive.
I've experienced loss, in more ways then one,
I've discovered that too much of a good thing can burn - like the sun,
I've taken the road less traveled and come back,
I've gained confidence in places I used to lack.
Don't be fooled by my tender age,
This seventeen year old doesn't live in a cage,
Don't call me a kid, I'm well beyond my years you know,
And I've often been told that I have an ancient soul. ..
Comments on this poem/writing:
|NATASHA VAUGHN (184.108.40.206) -- Monday, February 23 2004, 01:14 am|
THIS IS A GOOD POEM I READ IT FOR MY BROTHER HE IS TURNING 17 TUESDAY THE 25 OF FEBRARY
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