I didn't know

This painting of a girl reading reminds me of myself as a young girl with my nose always in a book. I was a shy, artsy and dreamy kid who took things very personally. I didn't have a lot of confidence and always thought others knew more than I did. 

It's a shame that I didn't know that I was just as good as the other kids with a lot going for me. Too bad we don't get the insight and wisdom of age when we're young. Youth is wasted on the young as they say.

Oh well. I can't regret as I can't go back now and change any of it. It has made me the person I am today, both good and bad.

I wrote this poem exploring these thoughts. 

When I was young I didn’t know much
I was fairly clued out and not in touch,
I thought that others knew more than me
It was mostly untrue, but I couldn’t see,

I wish I hadn’t worried what others thought
It always made me so distraught,
I didn’t know that failing was a good thing to do
It meant that I had tried to learn something new,

I felt alone, like I didn’t belong
I had to learn to be tough and strong,
It took a long time and a lot of tears
With lots of suffering over the years,

Now I’m older with the wisdom of age
I look back on my youth like a wise old sage,
I discovered that I am creative and smart
With a sense of humour and a loving heart,

So many of my perceptions were never true
I didn’t know it back then, but now I do!


  1. Wise thoughts, vividly expressed.

    1. Thanks, Damyanti. Wish I'd known then what I know now!

  2. Aw that's a sweet poem. I think a lot of introverts, I was one too, end up undervaluing themselves. Perhaps it is the low confidence level that makes them shy. Age is such a wonderful thing, isn't it? It puts your life in perspective.

    1. Thanks, Tulika. Yes, the wisdom of age does help give us insight. If only I'd known then what I know now.


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