Poetry.

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I'm a little bit too young.

The lyrics of my life song still yet to be sung.

I'm a little bit too young.


I'm growing up now.

The older I grow, the more I wish to say ciao.

I'm growing up now.


I'm pretty sure life isn't meant to hurt this much.

It's like my mind needs a crutch.

I'm pretty sure life isn't meant to hurt this much.


I thought I knew you.

Tears drip down my face like morning dew.

I thought I knew you.


I'm a little bit too old.

Now, my soul just feels frosted and cold.

I'm a little bit too old.


You melt me.

Can't you see?

Why won't you just love me?


My heart is on fire.

The flames just fly higher.

My heart is on fire.


Now I feel ancient.

Skeleton lying out on the pavement.

Now I feel ancient.


I used to have a lover.

I loved her.

I used to have a lover.


She used to have a boyfriend.

But I wasn't destined.

She used to have a boyfriend.


Now I feel bitter.

She was a quitter.

Now I feel bitter.


I'm sorry I changed.

But to still be 'him' would leave me deranged.

I'm sorry I changed.


I'm a girl now, not a boy.

I'm not your toy.

I'm a girl now, not a boy.


Or maybe I'm something in between.

I can be anything, I can be seen.

You aren't what I mean to demean.


I am who I am.

No longer Sam.

I am who I am.


It took a while.

To make it through the many-a-trial.

It took a while.


I thought about calling you back.

But that would be to backtrack.

I thought about calling you back.


I'm so young.

So much of my song can still be re-sung.

I'm still young.

No need to be so high-strung.

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Felt like writing a lil bit of poetry. It's meant to be from the viewpoint of someone growing up, falling in love, realizing they are trans, their girlfriend breaks up with them for it, and they have to take some time to realize they're ok now.

Not the best, but I needed to write something lol.

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