Youth Oleh Inong Islamiyati



© Inong Islamiyati

Youth is the most beautiful time
Time to find our identity
Love at school
Play and hang out with friend
Our youth

When the face starts to age
Bones getting weak
Teeth are starting to fall out
Memories of youth
Slowly come
Makes me cry

I miss everything
Even though I know
I can’t go back to the past
All that’s left is
Faded photos full of memories

For those of you
who are still young
Take and use your time
For useful things
So that when you’re old,
You won’t regret it

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