Part I · The High School Era (1992–1996)
I stare into the mirror through indifferent tears,
Wondering how my life has changed over the years.
Once a child, with children as peers
I now know love, hate, and have doubts and fears.
But through these tears a purpose shines clear.
I need but survive, need simply persevere.
It’s no use anymore, pretending to be immortal,
To find a balance between being impulsive and rational.
I sometimes wish I could put it behind me—
But I do not forget, nor do I forgive,
Because I’ll search for the answer as long as I’ll live—
What I need is to find myself a bridge.
There’s yet harmony in the world, all is not mad—
I keep denying despair, though despite never fights fair.
I am what I am, how can that not be helped?
I cherish my freedom, though it’s not without price.
Nothing can be perfect in an imperfect world.
Composed 1995–1996 · part of the Poems collection · authorship documented on the Provenance page.