When I was eight
My mother said, "Shhhh..."
When I talked loudly
And giggled while watching barbie
That's how I knew peace
When I was eight
When I was ten
My teacher said, "Quiet!"
When I spoke with my classmates,
While she was discussing
That's how I knew peace
When I was ten
When I was twelve
My friend raised her pinky finger
While rolling her eyes,
I smiled at her and said, "Sorry."
That's how I knew peace
When I was twelve
When I was fourteen
The priest said, "Peace be with you."
While I was inside the church,
Silently praying,
That's how I knew peace
When I was fourteen
When I was sixteen,
I heard nothing
I locked myself inside my room
Reading books alone
That's how I knew peace
When I was sixteen
And now I'm eighteen
I heard everything
While writing poetry
Now that the world is in chaos,
I don't know what peace means
When I am already eighteen
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I wrote this poem almost two years ago, when I was 18 (one of the darkest years of my life). Rereading this made me realize that as I grow up, my perspective also changes. I added another stanza below.
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As I entered my twenties,
I heard myself clearer
For I muted unnecessary noises
I thought I needed in the past
That's how I know peace
Now that I'm already twenty
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