Old soul and young heart. It's like a 60 year old granny living inside the body of a 17 year old.
Your parents want you to be like them. Perform like them. Get high grades like them. Just run with this world's pace. But some of us are different souls. We can't just run with this world's pace senselessly without even knowing what we're running for.
So here's a poem I wrote a long time ago, which expresses exactly what people like me must be feeling.
The sun's shining bright up there
Everyone's busy, running like a hare
No one has time to stay and look
He's doing more than just helping to cook
Running and chasing is all what they do
Having burden of something unexplainable too
They don't sit, they don't rest
'Cause it's more than important to be the best
They don't see how beautiful even a leaf looks
It's not fairy tales they're reading, it's their course books
They all want to win this never ending race
But failure is what no one wants to face
Billions of people but they all are alone
All have money but nothing priceless to own
They don't know what they all are chasing
Inside battles is what they all are facing
Time, is what none of them has
Teen to adult, all are same there's no whereas
All of them are lost in this maze
Guides are not guiding, they're just to amaze
And now they want me to become 'them'
They want me to grow by cutting my stem
They want me to continuously run
And just like them, forget the spelling of fun
They want me to start living it
And just like them, forget loving it
They want me to win
By throwing my imaginations in a bin
They want me to shine bright
By taking me eternal light
They want me to be like them
No peace, no imagination, no rest, just like them
But I'll not grow like them
I'll not run like them
I'll not shine like them
I'll not live like them
I'll not just listen, I'll read between the lines
I'll teach to be high without those wines
I'll understand my soul and love every inch of me
I will die, but not without being ME
So that was it. This poem is oh so very personal to me but I think I'm not the only one. So here it is, if you liked even one stanza then please comment and let me know.
God bless you :)
Thank you for reading.
© 2018 Diksha Shakya
Diksha Shakya (author) from India on December 28, 2018:
Thank you so much, Mark. Its was like a message through you just when I got a little discouraged about my studies and about taking some leisure time for writing.
Mark Tulin from Palm Springs, California on December 27, 2018:
Stick to your passion, Diksha.