sorrow
at 7 i thought everything would last forever.
at 10 the world was too terrifying for me to stand.
at 13 I worried about how i’d be seen.
at 17 i discovered love could be mean.
at 21 life lost all of its fun.
at 23 I hope there will still be some part left of me.
i wish i had time to borrow.
to fill what stranded me hollow.
but all I was left with was sorrow.