when I was five,
And the world was full of wonder
And ready for my eager little hands,
I believed so very much in the future set before me.
when I was ten,
And my future appeared as a distant glimmer of
hope at the end of a very long and
very dark tunnel,
I stared at my reflection in the mirror
And wondered when I would finally be Great
when I was thirteen
And I gave my very first kiss to a girl who told me I
was cold and too guarded,
I cried myself an ocean
And began to drown myself.
I am twenty now.
My tears are rock-hard and never fall.
I am frozen solid
And refuse to let anyone in.
I look down on those around me,
Hiding myself behind my wall of
perfection, of cool,
and in the secrecy
of my own little world,
I now walked on the path of Future
I had wanted when young
I see the greatness now in me
The young Future is gone
And the real Future is about to blown me to
Greatness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I now walk on the path of future crossing childhood, teenage and youth. Beautiful expression of changing life. Nice job on sharing this.