36
36 years OLD.
Never done what I was TOLD.
I never learned what I was
supposed to KNOW.
I'm a seed looked over, so I
don't GROW!
36 years old. I try to be who I
want, but never CAN!
They keep saying you can't get
all your needs met from your
MAN!
36 years lived.
Growing closer to DEMISE.
I am even more jaded than I
was at 35.
I can't give another 36...
not to THIS.
It must get better because this
life I wouldn't MISS
I know I have been ignorant,
but to know all this sadness
makes me feel STRANGE.
I'm trying very hard, but I need
to be given time to CHANGE.
I've made many wrong choices,
and I have no true FRIENDS
I might be happier if my past
and I could make AMENDS.
I'll keep pushing on with
intentions that are PURE.
If I'm lucky maybe I will find
love's CURE.
Copyright © Carly Steelberg | Year Posted 2014
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