I've caught myself
in a world of ageless limbo
for although my seventeen years show
in my head I've always known
I am older than I seem.
Let me explain
how my young peers hate
my fight against ordinary fate
while to twenty-two-year-olds I relate
for I am older than I seem.
I'm so damn jealous
of all the acquired years
gained by facing countless fears
for physical age seems not near
yet I'm older than I seem.
How I wish
that people could see
what's so long been obvious to me
that though my license says seventeen
Goddamit! I'm older than I seem!
Copyright © Anna Makoujy | Year Posted 2006
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