Floundering in the murky waters of doubt
Are you thirty or thirteen?
Worldly or childlike on the inside?
Not quite too young and not yet too old.
Somewhere in this there's a middle ground
on which one can find common interests.
Youthfulness...such a lovely thing to possess.
This is a little poem I decided to write before I turned 30,because since I look nowhere near my age I often feel like I'm still a teenager sometimes.