Finally I am 19!
I am 19 and it is so overwhelming, like the world is chasing but I keep shunning, 20s ahead is scaring me. I am 19 and sometimes I'm strange, I fall for them all, one minute they're perfect, the next but the next they are gone, Is it me or have I been wrong all along? I am 19 and want to conquer it all, yet some days, I like shrinking small. I dream of the future but I hate growing old, still time keeps moving or so I'm told. I am 19 and craving to grow, but the 20s ahead feels heavy as I know. I want everything but does it matter at all? I wonder if life is supposed to feel this tall? I want to grow in love, yet I feel so torn. Like dancing in joy, yet I feel forlorn, I am desperate to feel, yet conscious too, I am 19 and wondering about what should I do?