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Fifteen's Not Just a Number
I am fifteen
Peer Pressure's my best friend; the devil on the top of my head.
Individuality's the angel on my shoulder.
Friends come and go.
Secrets linger.
Love becomes something I both yearn for and despise.
Fifteen, the age where I want it all.
A new year to forget about Fourteen.
Fourteen was terrible.
Fifteen, I need to find Me.
Who am I?
I want to know.
Where did I go?
I can't find Me yet.
A never-ending game of hiding seek...
I learn new things
I lose old things
I become stronger
I recoil and become week.
I can say I'm only Fifteen, but I'm much more than that.
I'm a billion stars ready to outshine them all.
I'm a world of words ready to spill free. Unleash. Conquer.
I'm not a Queen, I'm a King--A Female King. I rule the plains I see.
And if that's a lie, then I'll make it the truth. I'll rule, dominate, become the best.
I strive for excellence, that's what I'm taught.
But I'm only Fifteen, they say.
A girl with one train ticket leading to nowhere.
Or a girl with five train tickets leading to anywhere.
I can go where I want.
Free as a bird.
Free as a dove.
Doves are pretty.
I am Fifteen.
Next year, I'm Sixteen.
Will I be the same?
Probably not.
It would be a shame if I were the same.
Life throws things at me, knives ready to tear into my flesh.
Make me bleed.
Cause me to cry.
And I will cry.
A flood of tears staining my cheeks, coursing down my body; flooding me.
That's fine.
I'll go through it all
and become stronger.
That's my goal.
To become stronger.
So when I'm sixteen, I'll have it all, the power.
The strength.
I am Fifteen, ready and waiting.
Come at me.
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