Exaggerating emotional outbursts as I watch teenage
girls get boisterous when around the boys.
Seeming so funny now, but imagining I was the same
at that age.
Except that I was completely timid and shy, only
letting my interior being jump for joy.
Alone in my interior depths of life, watching those
around me enjoying themselves.
Nice reflection and nostalgia of past in comparison with the present youth!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think we all go through this as a teenager I know I did. Thankyou