There They Are

in poetry •  last month

I say I think young.
They say I’m immature.
I say let me think.
They say I’m unsure.

I say I have experience.
They say that I am old.
I try to tell my tales.
They say they’ve been told.

Endless things like this,
go on for me each day.
It only makes me wonder.
who the heck are they?

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