Where do I belong?

[Tigerchu]

Where do I belong?


*This isn’t exactly poetry, but it’s an outlet

I find myself confused at times
My mind, my body, my maturity
I’m so different from people
Yet we are all the same.
My mind is maturing slowly
My eyes see beauty I cannot have
Because what my mind sees and the reality of things
Are most likely different
I long for someone to hold
Yet, my time is not yet.
It is not yet
But I still long, and my eyes see what I do not know if I can have.
There may be other people out there
With my exact condition
But I think it would be rare.
I may seem like I’m younger, when I am first seen
And I fear that I may be put off by many
Sometimes I get upset, as to why I look how I look
That is to say, my age can be guessed incorrectly



Any readers may not understand this.
But it’s an outlet

[QtheQreater]

Actually, my dear Tigerchu...

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I'd call it poetry, and I'd say people do understand...at least, this one does...

[Anna Mae]

I agree with Q that it can be called poetry. I won't claim to understand your poem in its entirety, but there are some parts that I think I do.

For some reason I really liked your ending. It felt like it rhymed, even though it didn't. It has a certain ring to it that strikes a chord in people's hearts.

[Tigerchu]

Thanks Q, you understand? What do you think I meant?
And Anna, thanks for your input on "It has a certain ring to it that strikes a chord in people's hearts." That's cool to know.

[QtheQreater]

*Q mumbles things about people treating her like she's younger...something about the opposite gender, and general growing up but not quite-ness*

[Tigerchu]

Well, sorta. I was actually talking about:
I'm a late bloomer, my face looks young, but I'm actuallly 19. And the guys that I'm around might think I'm too young for them. My age might be miscalculated.

[QtheQreater]

Well, sorta. I was actually talking about:
I'm a late bloomer, my face looks young, but I'm actuallly 19. And the guys that I'm around might think I'm too young for them. My age might be miscalculated.

*mumbles that this is exactly what she meant, even if she did not make herself clear...*

[Tigerchu]

This following is rated .... I guess age 14 and up, for use of the word puberty.


Ever feel so out of place? Like you aren't accepted or you are alone from humanity in some way?

Most times(or every) I see the word "teen" I get jealous. Why? I think it's because I'm 19, going on 20 in October, but now my mind is starting to mature. So I'm going through mind puberty while I'm turning 20, losing my society labeled "teenness", while my mind is that of a teen. Why can't I be called a teen? Maybe I can call my self "twen-teen". I think I'll consider myself having the mind of a teen, even though I have the Earth age of practically an adult.

[Anna Mae]

I find it interesting that you attach an Earth age to the post and then commence to speak of Earth ages not always corresponding to maturity. Don't take that as criticism, it was just a thought. Oh, and feel free to use spoiler brackets in cases such as these, if you would like.

God has created each of us differently, and I am sure that He intends to use you just as you are. Never forget that you are beautiful in God's eyes no matter what.

[Tigerchu]

Is this a spoiler thingy? Guess I'll find out.

Thanks Mae, for the reply.

I might also be going through this jealousy thing because when I was going through my socially labeled teen years I was thinking I wanted to be lazy or something, and If I hated myself when I was older, oh well. Yeah, anyway, I guess if that's it, then I brought it upon myself. But it might also be the going through mind puberty when I am, while those younger people are going through it I'm looked at as ... uh, whatever I should put here. Maybe different.