Time Poem by Lisa Knipe

Time



I look in the mirror and wonder, where did the time go? Last time I checked I saw a little girl and now, I see a young woman getting old with each second ticking by, and its going pretty quick.

Some people treat me like the little girl I once saw. They don't tell me stuff or trusting me. Or telling me I'm immuature because, I'm acting childish.

While other people are telling me, to be the young woman. Telling me what's excepted at my age.

People cover my eyes and ears so I can't learn from my mistakes. So how can I learn from my right from my wrong?

Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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