I'm not fifteen

I'm not fifteen! 
What's age - a number
I live dreams
in restless slumber
of doing great!  Alas, my fate
is tied to time
which chugs too slowly for the chime
of Spiritual-Intellectual time
and the drive to sublime
and fight a heated clime
(naturally, socially: two sides of the dime).

How much more am I not my age than I am -
yet the fervor of fifteen
doth feed my fire  - oh,
to be free for the flights
of the Phoenix from flames reborn
beyond our tightness with time.






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TheUtopianWriterThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jul. 14 at 6:53 pm
I absolutely love this poem
 
ScienceSpiritThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Jul. 15 at 11:04 am
Thanks! It's not my best-written, but it was an impassioned response to feeling once again restrained by parents worrying for their "little girl."
 
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