Today, I am a teenage girl
Today I will sit at my chair and shiver as I type
I will wish away the things I hate
I will wash my sorrows - as pitiful as they are - down the drain
I will worry over my grades
I will fret over the 14/20 mark I got on my music assignment
Today I will worry about the size of my waist
And if I'll fit into my favourite dress come summer.
I will worry about the stain on my jacket
And the size of my chest.
I will worry and fret over the smallest immature things.
Today I am a teenage girl
Today I will worry about if this shade of lipstick makes me look like a slut
I will concern myself with the necklines of my shirts and hems of my skirts
I will run around the oval and wonder if anyone judges the cellulite on my thighs
I will listen to my music and wonder if I have bad music taste.
Today i am a teenage girl
Today I will wish I was older and younger all at once.
I will worry about how tight other girls torsos are
I will concern myself with the shade of my teeth
And I will fret about what strangers think when we meet.
Today I am a teenage girl
Today I will pretend I don't miss physical touch
Today I will decide I no longer like wearing eyeliner
And then I will change my mind fourteen times.
I am a teenage girl today,
And who knows, maybe tomorrow I will be different.
Entirely, wholly, or almost not at all.
