Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I want to be, but I am

I am young.
Evil harms me; tears blind.
I want to be mature,
So I do not cry.
I am strong.

I am old.
Evil harms them; eyes see.
I want to be human,
But I cannot cry.
I am weak.

(Just a reflection piece)

1 comment:

  1. Eric I didn't know you could write poems!