I thought it was over
And I wouldn't feel like this
But nothing ever changes
So why expect bliss
When I knew
I was told that it's normal
To like those I shouldn't
But maybe there's a reason
It was something I couldn't
Ever do
Not by choice. Not by morals.
Not by anything right.
So what is my problem
I'm tired of this stupid fight
I ensue
Tell me how to fix this
Tell me what I need
Tell me it gets better
Tell me how to feed
This clue
I'm ready to be. I'm ready to see.
I'm ready to find the truth.
Just help me get out
And enjoy the youth
I view
I'm done with this crap
Or at least I want to be
But changing is hard
When all I want to see
Is you
I guess just forget it
And put it behind
It's apart of me now
Stuck in the mind I
grew
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Author:
Merissa (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm always attracted to people older than me, specifically mentors. I hadn't been attracted to anyone in a long time but recently it hit me again. That's what this poem is about.
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Comments6
A good read we can all be attracted to maybe what we shouldn't the heart and chemistry a weird thing.
Completely relatable I felt your words... x
Depends what we are talking about here. There’s nothing wrong with variety in one’s friends and acquaintances – in fact it’s good. However deep and meaningful relationships between people with wide age disparity (particularly older male – younger female) are problematic as the power element for you as a very young woman is not in your favour. It’s for you through a mix of work on yourself and time to resolve this.
Thanks though for presenting your conundrum in an attractive piece of poetry.
Well I'm not 17 as my profile said. I just changed it. I'm 19 now just so you know and the poem was referring to an attraction I have to one of my professors.
Ah ha - AFTER posting I had a thought and circled through a little of your back catalogue. Didn't take long to discover that my parentheses above were redundant in your case. Sorry. However I stand by the rest, which I consider remains applicable.
It does. That\'s why I dislike the fact that I have those attractions. I wish I liked people my own age.
Give it time, Merissa.
One final thought (promise):
I have a feeling that you are more mature, aware than most of your contemporaries - you will just have to wait for them to catch up.
Very well written, Merissa. The heart is a strange thing and honestly, we don't have much control over it. It becomes a problem when the heart says one thing and the mind says something else. C'est la vie! No matter how hard it is sometimes, we have to learn to accept these 'problems', try to grow and move on. One day you will find the person where the heart and the mind are united.
Good words Merissa, we can get attracted to all types of people but a true friend can be any age or any sex as they will always treat you with respect.
Andy
firstly I found this an engaging read, you unfurled your problem while demonstrating an ability for grasping a more rounded perception of your point of view, that's a really unique gift in-of-itself, I think..
my two cents worth of response, is to simply state that in most situations we are attracted to aspects and elements within other's that: we ourselves covet
ergo, in situations where we look for 'older' people's validation (admittedly a somewhat barren distillation of attraction), we are usually looking for the answers they seem to have cultivated (wisdom, gravitas, a sense of self-worth or independence etc)..
so maybe, if we utilise our attraction to narrow down on what aspects we want to cultivate within ourselves, we need not find it so toxic..
just a thought, (forgive me if you think I'm being rude or patronising, I mean no disrespect)
You're not and you're right. Thanks for the advice. 🙂
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