When I was young
I was free, time was at a standstill.
Erratic behavior and immaturity surrounded me
Inspiration and energy were on my side.
Thoughts sprang to mouth,
Without a moment’s notice.
Others rarely listened.

I am older now.
My inspiration on a leash.
Energetic ideas still remain,
But my mouth now pauses in hesitation before speech,
As though others expect maturity.

I know no longer those carefree days,
The mindless hours spent daydreaming.
Time is now short, things have changed.

People now listen,
Only too closely!
Pressure and fear and failure
Are a constant threat.

Responsibility and decisions are now mine-
And mine alone.
Regrettably, I’m now an adult.

-Kevin, 1994