Aging

18 I like your number
Your name - the game
You hold sway with -
How cool are you?

At that number we are
Grown - out of a child and
Into the pain of an adulthood
Not ready to tame the
Beast of adolescence.

Yet swag has set in -
You think you know it all,
But deep down inside you're
Digging for a crown to

Place on your head and
Make you feel like a king or a
Queen - you have more time
Left to discover the truth

That a number is a number
That increases without excuse
Adding experience to your
Youth to grow you up and

Make you feel revered just so
You won't notice how many
Tears have been shed as you
Are added to year after year.