So, I'm a teenager.
It's undoubtedly a fact, yet life is still trying to prove that to me.
I fell for the wrong person, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.
I make my mom sad, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.
I dream, all the time.
I fail, all the time.
I then wish that I won't fail, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.
I make stupid choices, all the time.
I take crazy paths, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.
Every time, when I think I acted like an adult, I did not.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.
The boys that liked me, I pushed them away.
Indeed, I'm teenager.
I'm seventeen, but I feel more like a severe-teen.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.
YOU ARE READING
me.
Short StoryAt first I created this story just to upload one of my poem, but from now on I'm gonna make it kind of a diary where I keep my emotions and thoughts written down throughout the years.
