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I'm Too Old
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I'm Too Old |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 I'm Too Old By: Noah Eaton 8/10/02 Now I never get to go to the water parks Now I never get to feel free as the meadowlarks Now you won't let me go mini-golf You say I'm growing up, but its not my fault There are so many things I never go to do as a boy When I was crying everyday and only talked with my toys Built my dreams of Tinkertoys and Lincoln Logs and Legos Now you have thrown my toy box away Now it seems I have nothing to preoccupy or talk to everyday You say I'm too old You won't let me play these games You're tearing me apart Without me I feel I'm slipping away... In my neighborhood I have no friends I've never gotten to spend the night with anyone or was invited to a party to attend I just wanted to be something If not anything I used to cry to myself on the swingset and hang on the monkey bars Now it's all torn down and he sight of it breaks my heart You always push me so fast and so hard But I feel I never get that far... I feel time is passing me by and I can't relax... I'm too old You won't let me play these games You're tearing me apart Without me I feel I'm slipping away... I'm too old You're making the boy inside of me suffocate I just want to make myself at home I just want to feel free as a bird and escape Now summer of love feels like some kind of superstition Now I hardly ever get to see the mountains glisten Now all I want to do is dream all day long It seems dreaming of Joanna is the only thing that doesn't turn my lights off Here I am, trying to hang on to my youth in my poetry I don't blame you if my words you never want to read I feel just like a hopeless infidel Trying to find a smile, trying to feel well I just want to eat, drink, and be merry But you trip me when I'm on my feet I don't want to grow old and see countless portraits Of me crying of the dreams I've missed And me never having my first kiss And before I know it life's passed me by I'm too old You won't let me play these games You're tearing me apart Without me I feel I'm slipping away... I'm too old You're making the boy inside of me suffocate I just want to make myself at home I don't feel like your special little boy anymore I feel I'm not special to anyone anymore I feel I'm not special to anyone anymore I feel I'm not special to anyone anymore I just want to feel free as a bird and escape Let me feel free as a bird... Feel free as a bird...  (I feel glum about this summer how I found no new friends that I could spend time with and my parents seldom talked to me and rarely spent time with me, I just had to get these tears out of my heart! )"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." Shakira [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (08-10-2002 03:51 AM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I flip the finger at the stares and yes I am quite aware they think I'm nuts, (so immature) I say "rot-- that is manure!" I intend to live each day-- work to live, and live to play!  hugs for this, sweet noah! |
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Neeraja Senior Member
since 2002-06-22
Posts 812The Netherlands |
and you did it very well from the depth of your soul... I hope you feel better after writing this down Noah!  Neeraja |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
As we grow, we realize youth is in our mind... and if we are very lucky... we pick and choose carefully those with whom we share it... we're so glad you picked us! |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
Noah you will always be special to someone. You are special to us. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Noah look at all the friends you have here. Who needs the rest, hm? At least thats how I feel most days. As for being too old to do fun things, here is a thought..once you have children you get to do them all over again. Hey, you can even borrow a child and go to the waterpark. But I understand your sadness, I had a lot of that when I was 17 and 18, and feeling so lost. I still do, but in different ways. You can always stay young in your heart though, and you can still do young things. Hugs Sandra |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Noah - you have many friends, reach out my friend. Look at the mountains, see the clouds. You're a good person Noah, and I believe we all miss some of that childhood no matter how rough it might have been... BC |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
I agree with Bill, Noah... We are all forced to grow up a bit faster than we want to... And I think that the inner child still lives within each of us... It really is hard to grow up. I've been trying to do it for over half a century now, without success. But you do have lots of friends here Noah... and we all love you dearly. If you need a shoulder to cry on...you know who to call.  ~ loving hugs from your chipmunk friendLyra |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I feel so for our youth today, when so many fear touching, so many feel the need to never let themselves be vulnerable. Then I see some who have gone overboard because they needed to be touched and to touch so badly that they made horrid choices. To remain in the middle, with a balance of touching and being touched and protecting oneself, is very difficult. Especially, since more and more, people touch via cyberspace, no germs that way, save computer viruses, no one saying things like is she? is he? The consequence, the keyboard is hard, the keyboard cannot hug...it has been said that 4 hugs are needed everyday, just to remain healthy. More, in order to flourish. If we can find a way to take risks with our hearts and still protect our person, then maybe we shall survive. But, Noah, you can play in the water park. Get a young cousin or young friend, spend time with them at the water park and doing 'childlike' things. That could help while you grow and have the blessing/excuse of raising your own children; of having a right to remain young. Be a big brother for someone so they will flourish in a way that seemed to have been denied you. As a teacher, I get opportunities to be childlike, even though my daughter is raised. It is a joy. However, in regard to you, Noah, the depth of your soul, your character, your person is in your poetry, so I do not think you were deprived the gain of those attributes. Not to mention, you know the best Friend of all. Hugs to you! Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
Mistletoe Angel...You are very sweet...and I love your poem. Enjoyed DeaDiAmore |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
 Noah, you have friends here, lots of them...and I'm proud to be one. Chin up now...tomorrow is another day! |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
It is this transition from childhood that is so difficult. Believe it or not the older we get the more we act like a child, and it's acceptable then. You are just in that time or your life where it's uncomfortable being an adult, and unnaceptable to everyone for you to be a child. I say, *raspberries* to those who push you to give up on the child in yourself. He'll be around again, I assure you. In truth, what defines us is our poetry. |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
oh Noah....pshaw....you are feeling the transitions from boy to man (one i have not successfully trangessed myself, Old Buddy!) But the ache of the past merging with the fates of the future are daunting. With your vast poetic talent, perhaps some poet workshops will allow you to meet folks and share some times with them. In any case, I am SUPER glad i have come to know you, know of your heart, and share of your wonderful love of life. You give banquets of smiles to people you meet, and that is a rare gift, friend....very rare....and priceless. jeff |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Noah You are such a special person to so many people. I was so moved and saddened when I read this and was left with a feeling of helplessness. You can lean on me anytime my friend for my door of friendship is always open to you. I am so sorry for your sadness and just wish I could help. I'd like to share these quotes with you Noah : A fire gives warmth and light, and likewise a friend. When I see him I feel the joy deep inside me like a pilgrim who is lost and finds the right way at last * * * We drop like pebbles into the ponds of each other's souls * * * A man without friends is like a left hand without a right I hope you like these Noah and my thoughts are with you always. Take care my friend Love Sue I am in motion |
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