Thursday, May 31, 2012

The Cusp of Young and Old

I stand here on the cusp of young and old,
Not quite timid,
Not quite bold.

Always so angry.
Always so sad.
Always so lost.

Always walking the line.
Wishing I had trusted myself,
While I still had time.

It's not too late,
But maybe it is.
Just keep working, and wait.

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