Nineteen
Seemly unseen
Is there invisibility in my genes?
Who am today
Is not who I may be tomorrow
Still I lie wide awake
Trying not to fall asleep
Laughing suddenly
I cannot control the speed
of the earth's turn
I cannot stop the world from burning
I am not needed
I roll over
A sense of freedom fills me, blissfully
I'm only nineteen
And as of now
That's all I aspire to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great write.19 is a good place to be.
Thank you. I will see.