![]() 22 years oldA Poem by illiterate poet![]() I'm still a mess![]()
I'm 22 years old,
but I have an old soul I grew up having to be strong. You see, my mother is a soul soldier at heart, but she too sometimes fell apart I'm sitting in a foreign country far from home, helping 30 year old with burdens. I never chose to be that person everyone goes to, but I am I am 22 years old, struggling to find my soul It went as far as writing poems I'm 22 years old and I am angry at the world for making me old, but then again, I can't blame anyone but myself see. I chose to be a green tree in a city of willows It's hard not to get swallowed. I am 22 years old and have an old soul but never will I be shallow
© 2016 illiterate poetAuthor's Note
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