Stuck at nineteen
Know what I mean
oldest teenager there is
needs to write this
to share how I feel
and try to deal
with how I am
crazy mixed up Pam
maybe yes maybe no
Time will tell when we know
why Peter Pan is Peter Pam
and oh how lucky I sometimes am
I feel ageless
need to digress
I honestly can't tell you how old I am
gotta do the math the ever calculating Pam
I know I was born in 1961
so have to subtract from this year...this one
Everyone always thinks I am younger
I don't dress the part makes you wonder
someone told me I don't look 44
I replied how does 44 look or act and what 4
I don't care about age and neither should you
People of all ages have lots to teach you
I am a rebel without a cause
or maybe there is one just because
there's a reason for everything
and I feel like sharing
Author's Notes/Comments:
19 was the magic age for me cuz I was out of high school and got into movie theater and live theater and film work...and cuz my life seemed to start at that point to really click in I am forever there if that makes any sense...even if not...19 is just me...just wanted to share this with you...Now 19 has yet another meaning to me cuz my mom passed away on March 19...the magic number yet again to start anew on the spiritual plane...and I remember having an inner fear of the Ides of March I still don't understand and need to look up sometime soon to see if that makes any sense and the fourth house being the love plane making sense too...I am in my fourth house, mom and dad were in their fourth house, Auntie Lorraine is on her way to her fourth house....just a lot of rambling reasonings...messages here...also the James Dean connection...James Dean passed away on my mom's 13th birthday ..9/30/55 which adds up to four essentially and 3/19 adds up to 13 and then to 4...will wonders never cease? I think too much. My brain hurts...Pam
your poems are interesting and heart knocking..like your poetry ..hope you go through my poems and do comments to know if my poetry impress you or not? today is my birthday and friends are wishing me sweet poems and words....
Good poem, I agree with your point.