Tuesday, 26 June 2018

Poem 164: The Youngest You’ll Ever Be

The Youngest You’ll Ever Be

“This will blow your mind.” She scoffs. 
“This is the youngest you will ever be again.” 
“Wow!” The mutter. “It’s like those Buzzfeed articles that show you things from the 90s that make you feel old. 

It doesn’t make me feel old, it makes me feel relieved. So happy not to have to face bullies on a daily basis, so happy not to have to run after people I thought were my friends, so happy not to have to be judged by the eyes of disapproving teenage boys, or persuaded to do things I didn’t really want to do. 

I am an adult, I get to do what a I want when I want. I am at the mercy of me. So proud and pleased to have survived to the age I am now and all I do with my days. 

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