Who am I?

Reaching the turning point in my life. The pivot where the transition is made. Innoncence to experience. Never has Blake been more fitting. This is the age.

The year that finally means i am old enough to go out into world on my own two feet. Finally able to show people that little card, and say this is me. This is the age.

Yet, im more clueless than ever. Although this year i’ve made some huge decisions, but what does that mean? It means the unknown…it means change…it means excitement… it means hope…it means youth. This is the age.

I know that he’ll say that i’m still young. Yet, i can almost empathise with the feelings in Fern Hill and Poem in October. This is the age.

I wonder where i’ll be next year. Anywhere. This is the age.