When I Grew Older


September 18, 2008 8:56 PM

When I was young, I wanted to be cool. Or have cool friends.
Now I realise.
Being cool is superficial and pointless.
Nobody cares after you leave high school.

When I was young, all I wanted to do was to kiss a girl. Any girl.
Now I know.
There’s a big difference between kissing a girl that I cared about, and kissing one that I don’t.
Same goes for sex.

When I was young, I was shy and awkward.
Now I’m not.
I like my own skin and I enjoy being around other people.
Especially women.

When I was young, I drove fast and recklessly. It was a thrill.
Now I understand.
It was stupid, selfish and dangerous.
What might have happened?

When I was young, I didn’t understand my parents. I didn’t understand moving.
Now I do.
They made sacrifices and gave up what they knew,
so that we may have the lives that we have now.

When I was young, I appreciated the simple things.
And I still do, and it’s how I stay happy.
I only need my family, friends, food and shelter.
I have changed a lot as I grew older, but I’m glad this part of me never did.

8 thoughts on “When I Grew Older

  1. mooiness Post author

    Dina: thanks! glad you liked it! πŸ™‚

    blur ting: thanks! you’re right about kids not being able to appreciate it. And I think it’s hard for parents to allow their kids to make the mistakes that they have to make, so that they may learn.

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