Thinking to myself- (Kind of poem)
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NB: Just thinking… a lot lately… feeling a bit confused and maybe even sad. Not sure. Â Guess cause 2015 is ending. Merry Christmas everyone and Happy New Year.
Thinking to myself.
I never thought I would make this far,
Can you believe it?
Here I am… 27 years old.
TWENTY SEVEN!!!
What an achievement…
I feel a bit detatched from it thoughAm I really 27?
I know my age says I am 27…
But then why do I feel not so?
Is that normal?
Then again, what does 27 feel like?What I do know is…
Everyone I knew is different now,
They changed But I didn’t.
I still like the same things I always dod
Still do what I always have…
Learning is just as hard,
But I am learning just a bit slower.Why do you think that is?
What made people stop playing with toys?
Being silly with imagination?
Wanting to sit on a swing,
Or go down a slide?
I know not all people have…
But a lot of people I use to know.I am just confused,
What does being 27 mean?
What if I keep staying the same…
Will the world find it harder to see me?
What if people become afraid?I hope I can find a place
About The Author
Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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Age is just a number really. Just because you are 27 it doesn’t mean you have to be a certain way. That might bring its own challenges but that doesn’t mean it’s wrong. <3
I don’t think I feel 49. I took a while longer to “mature” 🙂
You’re awesome whatever age you are inside your head. <3