A Man or a Boy

Sometimes I make really dumb mistakes. I beat myself over it. But hey, on the bright side, I haven't made the same mistake twice. 

Sometimes I feel tired. I feel too tired to care because I felt that its time to pass on the work to the next generation. But hey, on the bright side, at least I have built a foundation for the younger generation to build upon.

Sometimes I wonder whether I am a man, or if I'm still a boy. I do things only to wonder or complain about it afterwards. I eventually come to an agreement with myself. 

It makes me wonder. Sometimes my body language says that I'm tired and old, but on the inside, I still have a fire going. Other times, I look serious and confident, but trembling with fear and excitement on the inside. I can't say which is better.

Are you a boy with a heart of a man, or a man with a heart of a boy?