i'm too fat

then too thin

too vociferous

after i'm too

restrained

and

on the rare

occasion that i

am actually right

i'm wrong

i'm stuck in

transition;

too young when

they want me

to be

but too old

for balloons and

playgrounds

the rest of

the time

you're old enough

to know

better than that

why are you being so

immature?

but no you can't

go out past

eleven

you're far

too young

setting up my future when

i can't even plan

into the next

hour

considering that hazy

someday when i

grow up…

but i thought i

was grown up

already?

choose your subjects

they command

these choices will

impact on your whole

life (and

in the same breath)

there are

more

ways to uni than

ENTER scores

pause for a

moment and

consider, just for a

second;

maybe (just maybe)

i'm confused

and perhaps

i'd really enjoy being given

a minute

to breathe

just a minute

because i'm not

really done with

daisy chains and

wishing on stars

and please

may i just ask

why do I need to

plan my life at

seventeen?