15

[madlilnerd]

A poem about what it's like to be 15

I'm just a 15 year old,
What can I do?
I can't vote or drink or even
loose my virginity
Not that I'd want to
judging by the maturity of my fellow 15 year olds
what's the point of being 15?
You're neither up, nor down
You're opion changes daily
You get called a hypocrite
A yob
A waste of space
So what if I'm useless?
So what if I have no qualifications,
No real freedom
and perhaps even, no real friends?
I'm 15. I'm supposed to be having the time of my life
I'm not supposed to think
about finances and STDs
I'm supposed to party and do things
I shouldn't. Like smoke, and drink
And go with guys to concerts
But I don't, because
I'm 15... and i don't think I'm quite ready
To face life yet
Am I a little girl
Or am i a woman?
Am I grown up or just pretending?
All I know is,
I'm 15.
And a fat lot of good it is too.