Sunday, December 11, 2011

Quarter Life Crisis



I feel hot and cold
So young, yet so old
I’ve bought and I’ve been sold
I said and I’ve been told
Like a cigarette half smoked
Half young and half old
I’m trash, I am gold
I’m midway on this road
So timid, yet so bold
I’m open and I’m closed
To secrets I’ve been told
And how it is…
To be 25 years old

3 comments:

Unknown said...

25 years - an age of mixed emotions, so clearly described here. I really liked the reference to an half smoked cigarette. :)

Rashmi said...

Thank you :)

Ansuman Acharya said...

This is quite true - a quarter gone, or maybe a third... I would like you to check 777onalert.blogspot.com - I found our writing styles similar