I tend to say
that age doesn’t matter –
that age is nothing
but a number
on your ID
there are many reasons
for me to believe in that –
I don’t care about the age of my friends,
I don’t care about their life situation,
as long as we get along
and our vibe matches
I don’t care if someone is much older
or a little younger than me
or even the same age –
as long as they are respectful
there’s definitely a chance
for us to be friends
or even more –
as long as we both agree on it
and feel safe in our connection
but sometimes my own feeling about age is just weird.
on some days
I feel like I’m a little kid –
searching for something
to hold on to;
something that’s just there,
no matter what may happen
on some days
I feel like I’m an adult –
trying to manage everything
yet failing to find a way;
it seems like there is no way,
no escape from the situation
but on most days
I don’t know how I feel like,
because everything is so confusing
yet it still doesn’t matter to me
at the same time
there’s so much chaos
inside my head
that the whole situation
is nothing but confusing
and I don’t know how old I really am
and when I think about my past
I understand why I feel this way –
there was no time to live like
most people that age experienced life
it was always different,
and difficult at the same time.
so my feeling about age has shifted,
and it still does on every passing day,
but in the end
we’re all human –
yet there’s so much hate
and so little respect
in the world.
we’re all human,
so we should try
to stop caring that much
about whatever number is on our ID,
and just try to find a way
to get along with others
and treat each other with kindness –
because all of us are human,
and every human deserves
to be treated
with kindness.
age doesn’t matter,
but kindness does.