With grownup lives,
Serious decisions
With youthful minds.
Wary and anxious
Yet stubborn as can be,
Stresses and insecurities
Open for all to see.
Not enough time to be concerned
With impressions we make,
We only live once
No point in being fake.
Passionate ideals
Hopes and dreams,
Our heart overrules our mind
Or that’s how it seems.
We can’t live this way forever
Caught between young and old,
This is what we’ll always remember
Our future we mold.
Age 17