I'm nineteen but I reason better than some double my age.
I see through life's glasses and I never hesitate to turn the page.
Sometimes I feel like a newborn, when I cry from everyday pressures.
And as much as I want to run to the comfort of my mother's warmth,
I'm forced to get it together.
I too know what it's like to be in love and I've been broken-hearted.
Like you, I worry restless about the day that haven't started.
I am surrounded by prejudice, seems everyone's gave up the fight.
Still, like you, within me there's a love that conquers hate.
For years, I've consumed the knowledge to open Life's gate.
Age is but a number, we all must live life.
I'm young but I too am experienced.