Precious

In my childhood when I especially reserved
I feel like I remember nothing special

Even when I get depressed again 
I don't have anyone to call

In university when I thought I was doing so well

I feel like I didn't have anyone to lean on
Even when I get exhausted again
I don't have anyone to call

Where're my golden days?

I spent a lot of time alone
Again I lost my mind 
And entered the darkness 

In my diary that I feel like I'm still young 

Honestly, I'm not sure that I'm still young at 23 
I'm not sure it's good

I'm not sure it's precious 

The things I've lost like a fool 

Will be all forgotten

In my diary that I feel like I'm still young 
Honestly, the world is a little unfair as I learn about it

Now, it's confusing

I complain again
When there's no one to listen to me
In this studio where I live

The things that I tried to do don't work as I wanted 

What do I do?

When I look around

Everyone is looking at me

Why didn't I understand you?
I did it for our good.

Even though I learn a lot about a lot 

I still don't know love 

In my diary that I feel like I'm still young 

Honestly, I'm not sure that I'm still young at 23 

I'm not sure it's good

I'm not sure it's precious 

The things I've lost like a fool 

Will be all forgotten

In my diary that I feel like I'm still young 

Honestly, the world is a little unfair as I learn about it

Now, it's confusing

I complain again
When there's no one to listen to me
In this studio where I live

Time doesn't stop

If something happens again
I don't want to regret 

For doing nothing and just hesitating

In my diary that I feel like I'm still young 

Honestly, I'm not sure that I'm still young at 23 

Good memories

Precious memories

Not to lose them like a fool

I want to just smile

In my diary that I feel like I'm still young 

But the world is a little interesting as I learn more

Even if the laundry gets wet many times from the rain

It will dry again
No matter how it will flow

In this studio where I live

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Growing older. We can't stop and I believe we need to hold to our hope and dreams. I liked the honest voice in the poem. Real life situation and thoughts. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[송지석 / Ji-Suk]

Thanks very much!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[sette]

just strive to be happy...

[송지석 / Ji-Suk]

Thanks very much!

[Locke Redwyne (night sy..]

In the first line in the fourth, fifth, seventh, eighth, tenth, and eleventh stanzas, I think you meant diary instead of dairy
But the poem is really well written besides that, good job! :)

[송지석 / Ji-Suk]

Oh oops thanks! I'll try fixing it c: