To get things off my mind sometimes I would write poems about my life. Here is a little about my life, up until the age of 18. On Turning 18 Thinking about this number makes me question a lot about life, do numbers define us? At age 10 one begins to realize all of ones favorite idols like the tooth fairy, Santa, and the Easter bunny is all a fairytale and one needs to wake up into the real world. At age 13 I was taught in order for a caterpillar to transform into a butterfly it needed nutrients, and the nutrients would make the butterfly as healthy as it could be, and if the nutrients were to be ignored, then it would only mean the potential of the butterfly has been weakened. At age 16 I was taught how to be a man. That I would be going down a road only I could control within life itself. I am driving a car with no brake, and this car will continue to drive with no brake until life begins to slow down. I don’t think it will ever slow do...