Concerning the Title:

I hope this title isn’t too misleading

I’m a nineteen year old kid in college

Who (hopefully) has a whole lifetime ahead of him

But just like life no one knows how it will go

I look back in life and realize that amnesia might hit me earlier that I thought

Of course, I have memories. Everyone does. I think.

I remember I was a child, then I was a teen

Plagued by the only thing worse than famine, Puberty.

Then I was an adolescent, with my sole concern being, whether or not, I fornicate.

(basic dude things amiright) Now I’m legally an adult,

 with aspirations, higher than Willie Nelson at Woodstock.

Will I reach them, I hope so! What have I been doing if I don’t reach it?

I guess I have a lifetime to find out, I’ve always loved adventure anyway!

 

A Child’s Premonition

The only time that a person seems to hate being a kid is when they are a kid,

To be honest, I am still a kid and I’m somewhat ambiguous. Sure,

I’m legally a man and (apparently) physically too. I’m post-pubescent

So everything’s developed except for my brain. What’s left to develop?

The frontal lobe? my decision making? Since when do people make good decisions?

As a kid, I thought of adults in two ways, mysterious and pretentious.

As a legal adult, I think of adults in two ways, mysterious and pretentious as hell.

Not much has changed from my childhood in that respect,

I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing.

Changes can never be observed in the short term,

The longevity shows the true results.

That concept is probably the only useful thing adulthood gave,

The only thing that separates kids from adults.

It makes sense too,

 Children are young and don’t know that they have (usually) lifetimes to improve.

Everything is immediate, rewards, punishments, hate, love, etc.

That’s life, I guess.

Kids have such a black and white view of things, simpler decisions.

There’s a certain purity to it. Simpler lives.

Adults are open-minded and willing to see the different shades,

This confusion is what comes with adulthood.

Ironically enough, it seems the more that you know, the less you understand.

As a child, we are more vulnerable to change than we want to believe,

Which is why it seems kids are the most averse to change.

I thought, as a child, simply that life’s essence was change so I accepted it.

I even prayed for change, for myself and others around me, but the sad part was

That it was change that I was looking for but the end result and after that I would stagnate.

Truth be told, I still wish that, even today as a “Legal” adult.

 

Lifetime

In the grand scheme of things, are we important?

Do we have a role that we are assigned from birth or do we choose our own role?

What gives life meaning?

Sometimes we have more theories than questions.

I use the word “Theories” for a purpose,

 to some my chosen purpose is not sufficient,

 to others it is specific and perfect for their minds.

Whether or not it is the purpose that you would agree with,

I have used it in such way.

That is my freedom as the author of this piece,

To write freely with whatever purpose I so assume.

The purpose I have assigned to the word theories is one

That validates its use; however,

 one may think that the purpose I have chosen doesn’t do that.

Would they be wrong?