a sonnet for my age of innocence

Age of innocence. I'm irresponsible
And impatient but i wish open
Air only. I see the sun is possible
Dream. For the present i'm minded- open

Age of innocence, i'm intolerable
I know! But if i try i can live or die
I understand what is or untranslatable
Or mysteriuos. Silvery scream. . .. . .die.

But i'm and i shall be here beside
Innocence, beside a over - line
Well, i don't know my voice, and i'm beside

To myself. I live alone inside a fine
And innocent soul, i live inside
My age of innocence for years nine