Youth

[mayamaia]

Do I speak in terms of scorn
because I envy the young?
Do I take their drama with a heap of salt
because I left that passion far behind
I wonder sometimes why
and keep thinking on these words:
"She's just so young"

The worst, I think, is when
They choose to think they know my trials
And often - always - say:
"Perhaps someday..."

I do not want your hope
It is the hope of youth
And youth I scorn
For that is what I was before
And look what happened then.

But still one point is sure
The cynic in my heart
Looks at my hard eyes and my doubt
And laughs "You're just so young."