I wish I knew whether it was true if I said I’m wise beyond my years
All I know is that I’ve suffered, sometimes with and without tears
The times I couldn’t cry were the hardest
Because I couldn’t solve the pain despite going the farthest
The years keep mounting up and I’ve put notches with a knife on my soft wooden legs
I feel like there were many years that I strayed out of thought and didn’t know the stakes
But now I know and I do my best
I’m up to the task and I don’t sit down to rest
I’ll be awake to things that dull my spirit
I’ll be aware of my fear and how I fear it
I’ll keep going despite my lack of understanding
I’ve learned that I have to keep standing and demanding
The best of me, with no rest from me, acing these tests from thee