I'm sixteen
I can get my provisional
license now. Yet
I still feel like I'm
eight
and playing Mario
Kart; laughing as I crash,
gleeful at
hitting someone
At sixteen it's legal
to have
sex
and kids of your own.
Frowned upon but
legal. Yet
I still feel like
I have the maturity
of a
child
myself.
Sixteen, I can legally
get married.
Yet,
I still feel like the girl who I
at Eight, was
getting "married" to
a boy with Haribo rings
behind the gate.
I'm sixteen, mature enough to make
life choices but,
does this feeling ever end
or do the "adults" pretend.
