I'm nineteen but I reason better than some double my age.

I see through life's glasses and I never hesitate to turn the page.

Sometimes I feel like a newborn, when I cry from everyday pressures.

And as much as I want to run to the comfort of my mother's warmth,

I'm forced to get it together.

I too know what it's like to be in love and I've been broken-hearted.

Like you, I worry restless about the day that haven't started.

I am surrounded by prejudice, seems everyone's gave up the fight.

Still, like you, within me there's a love that conquers hate.

For years, I've consumed the knowledge to open Life's gate.

Age is but a number, we all must live life.

I'm young but I too am experienced.