Wonderings.

When I think back

to the times I was younger

I had many foolish moments

I still can remember

And the words of the people then

I wonder if they have forgotten

If they have, it would be such a relief

Otherwise, I somehow feel

misunderstood by past impressions

I have grown much more now

I wonder if they would give me

the benefit of the doubt

I wonder what

others think

when they think of me.