Clouds

I wish

I wish I were 19
Clinging to freedom
Or the freedom I thought
Was mine
My last bit of teenage years
Held together
But full of fears
Of growing old
And time passing by too quickly
What if I missed my chances?
And what if I made the
Wrong choices?
Will I be in the same place
5 years from now?
Are the questions that clogged
My mind
But yet still I wish
I were that age
Not 20
Not 18
But 19
My last bit of freedom
And my last bit of hope
The bitter taste of fear
Of letting things go
But time never stops
Unless we're in love
And even then
It goes by too fast
So I guess I'll just have to learn
To deal with
This fast paced world
Where things just move
And change
Too quickly
I guess I'll have to learn
To grow and love
The place I live
And my age
And my year
But I just wish sometimes
I could travel back in time
To the year I was younger
The year I was 19.

A.C.