Blank Slate

I once was a child with a wild imagination.
A miscreant of a new generation.

Now I'm 19 years old and want nothing more
Than to go back to playing in the sand.

I don't want to live my life being held back anymore,
It's suffocating and cold.

I know it's too soon for me to be speaking ill,
And that life has more opportunities for me.

This is not me giving up, but starting anew.
To wake up every day with a blank slate.

I'm taking off the chains and paving my new path.
Day by day, one journey at a time.