When One Is Young

When one is young,
Growing seems so slow...
The days go on forever.
And the nights are there to never,
Appear to go.

When one is young,
It seems no one will listen...
The adults seem to dismiss,
Whatever the young wants to know.

When,
One is young...
They think that they can get,
Anything that they wish.
No matter who delivers..
They want it quick.

And when one is young...
Life is not so precious.
And patience is not there...
When one is young.

When one is young...
Today they live with pressures,
To be more than expected.
And choose to be correct...
Without direction there!

When one is young...
Today they live with pressures,
To be more than expected.
And choose to be correct...
Without direction there!

When one is young...
Today they live with pressures,
To be more than expected.
Without direction there!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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