Alone in a strange world,
The first time in class.
Felt the pain of separation,
Hurt, like a cut by glass.

Thrill of copying homework,
Shame at being caught.
The huge rush of adrenaline,
On hitting the winning shot.

Cracking up of my voice,
Fears that a pimple presents.
Stuck between child and adult,
The confusion of adolescence.

A glance that sparked my love,
Heartbeats that went amiss.
The feel of our hands together,
And the joys of a stolen kiss.

Pride when I see my child,
Feel of her tender skin.
Sweet smell of baby powder,
My life's about to begin?

Joy, touch and passion,
Heart, fear and pain.
Smell and adrenaline,
Hurt, thrill and shame.

The joys of simple living,
Amidst the hi-tech wired pack.
What's the fuss about technology,
When even emotions it can't playback?