Wrong World, Wrong Time

When I was younger

I thought

I was born too late

I believed

That I should have been born earlier

I was embarrassed

Embarrassed about my age

As if I was born into a world

That had long since

Passed me by

I was nostalgic

for a time I never knew

Now that I have gotten older

I no longer feel embarrassed

No

Instead part of me feels sad

Because part of me

Can’t help but feel

That I was born too early

Confused?

So am I

I guess

That this is my life

To always feel

Like I’m in the wrong time

In the wrong world

As if there is a world

In which I do belong

But I have missed it

Maybe in another life

I will find it

For now though,

Life continues