Ill At Ease Poem by Stella Sisanda Qishi

I'm terrified of growing up
I fear the endless pains,
The eternal struggles, the prolonged responsibilities
With fortune keeping its doistance
And fame coming in countable measures
I forsee an episode in my life
Kicking myself in the corner,
Wincing at my embarrassing failures soaring
To unreachable heights
Drowning my aspirations down an abyss
A fear becoming the man on the street
Tellling people which route to take
And go te other way
I fear failing the tasks bestowed on me by old age