Edited the poem as an adult. The original is in a spoiler tag at the bottom of the blog and some comments about life in the…
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People believe in me
It’s more than I ever thought I’d see
Flooded with self-doubt
I thought I’d flounder in mediocrity
Sometimes these thoughts drown me
They make my ears ring
I wish they'd shut up-
What do they know?
They’ve seen me through the battles
They saw me through the cold
I’ve grown into myself, I’ve become real bold
So why do I let these doubts creep in
When I’ve broken from my inhibiting mould?
What do I know?
I realize not all that glitters is gold
But I’m holding out hope
How do I feel
When silver hairs announce I'm getting old?
Age is a privilege
It’s growing cold
Fuck depression and its chokehold
What do I know?
That the world is disappearing
You can see it on the news,
You can taste it in our blood,
You can hear the people’s strife
It’s surprising we’re so dumb?
Listen close, they might be calling you
But what do I know?
My hands once held confusion
But recently I got to buildin’
A brand new life
Something that has meanin’
Money, passion, mission
It’s like
An apple in an apple tree
Fruit with plenty of seeds
full of potential for legacy
What do I know?
I realize not all that glitters is gold
But I’m holding out hope
How do I feel
When silver hairs announce I'm getting old?
Age is a privilege
It’s growing cold
Fuck depression and its chokehold
here’s the old version Sometimes people tell me
I am nothing to anybody
Truthfully, I'm cool with that
The only thing I need is
Some paper, writing utensils, and an apartment flat
People tell me stuff I already know
Don't do drugs
Don't do this
Don't eat yellow snow
Of course I shouldn't do that
That is absolutely disgusting
People with all their talking
They're starting to make my ears ring
I just wish they'd shut up
For what do they know?
I can't read their minds
And why does it matter?
Do I need to just stop
Or can I keep climbing the ladder?
What do I know
If I think all that glitters is gold?
How do I feel
When people tell me I'm getting old?
I feel like I've wasted my childhood
Had to grow up too quick
But it's all good so
What do I know?
The world is disappearing
In the distance or close in the night
You can hear the screaming
Listen closely for they might be calling you
But what do I know?
When I was only thirteen
I got in crazy junk
Some of it I still put up with
That's why I act all sunk
It's been nearly six years
And I still don't understand
What happened to my child hands?
Can I find them again,
Or am I stuck with my immature mature mind?
All I want is something to work with
When I get high
My imagination can be set free
And if I sell my creations
What stuff could I buy?
I'd buy the whole world
I'd morph it to see like me
An apple in an apple tree
It's got plenty of seeds
What do I know
If I think all that glitters is gold?
How do I feel
When people tell me I'm getting old?
I feel like I've wasted my childhood
Had to grow up too quick
But it's all good so
What do I know?
The world is disappearing
In the distance or close in the night
You can hear the screaming
Listen closely for they might be calling you
But what do I know?
I know what I want to be
I want to be me
I know who I look up to
And it sure isn't someone like you
I know what I want from life
No pain, no strife
And I know we don't always get
What we want
But a girl can plot
Haters can rot
Jerks can get shot
I'll just sit here and watch while I nod
Because what do I know
If I think all that glitters is gold?
How do I feel
When people tell me I'm getting old?
I feel like I've wasted my childhood
Had to grow up too quick
But it's all good so
What do I know?
The world is disappearing
In the distance or close in the night
You can hear the screaming
Listen closely for they might be calling you
But what do I know?
By @Asparagus
