I find it strange this day in age
Some beautiful ones are still teens
I've talked to older women, I'm afraid;
It's almost like I'm caught in between.
You see, other Adventist Christians,
They did consider it ignorant of me.
I didn't ask for this experience;
I don't wish to be in captivity.
Is it how I carry myself?
Well, maybe it's the male physique
Which might describe the way she felt
That time when her eyes were on me.
I picked the less of two evils;
Adulthood is not simple to me.
I will never be perfect for people;
Especially, when I'm twenty-three.
©2013 Honestly JT