As we age

this is just what i have been thinking about lately. Nothing really special. Just wanted to get some recent thoughts out

 

I guess I have come to a cross roads.
Not to a favored stop in my life,
but one that has been well needed.
I must make my choice.
One that will affect not only who I am,
but who I will become.
All of my choices in my life have elevated.
Not only will I decide for myself,
but I will decide for others.
Will I grow up and accept responsibility?
Or will I live out my teen years,
blissfully unaware of what awaits me?
Both are helpful and both are harmful.
I guess I want to accept my fantasies
I cannot blame this on my personality
but more on my youth.
As we live out our kid years,
we wish only to ignore the world.
Ignore the people, the pain, and the truth.
Mostly we wish to keep from growing up.
Within all of our talk, I sense fear.
We talk of getting old but to get what?
At 16 we get the ability to get into a car.
A weighted piece of metal that can kill us?
At 18 we can smoke.
We are cool because we can kill ourselves slowly?
At 21 we can drink.
We have fun so we can lose everything later?
Sure, these are all choices but I have begun to question...
What choices will I make,
and what will they do?

Reviews

[Voice11]

Very true. I have found myself at those crossroads recently. I have chosen the responsibility path, but I can already feeling it wearing on me. Very simply put but it makes you think. Great job!

[qaralynn]

great poem..love it!
especially the last part

[~Shadow Kissed~]

totally great and really good point :)