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A Child no More


I used to walk upon the Earth,

Not knowing what it’d give me.

I yearned to be a grown adult,

Being a child felt belittling.

 

I used to lie upon fresh-cut grass,

And stare into the clouds.

I thought about what the future’d bring

And did not live in the now.

 

The moment I took my first SAT,

I had a realization.

I thought about the pressure and

Experienced a visualization.

 

I became aware that my impending future

Was solely in my grasp.

The rest of my life would be determined by me,

And all I wanted to do was go back.

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