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15
This morning I woke
from a sleep so serene
to realize that I
am a girl of fifteen
I stare at the mirror
my hair amess
I recall the days
when I was a year less
My I was stupid
but I was pretty smart
waiting for my
real talent to start
So where am I now?
I'm placed just the same
Still at the very
start of the game
Sometimes I hate the world
sometimes it hates me back
But being a wuss
my feelings retract
If I died today
does that mean I lose?
Just reading this
I exist to confuse
So answer this question
Gabbi, my friend
Can you win life
before your game hits end?
Today you are here
simple feelings to grow
at least to five feet
before you hit two-oh
Remember this
you can't live on this dime
you're halfway to thirty
always running out of time
Sadism is fun
but only if you suck
Just one last thing:
don't end up a schmuck
So this morning I woke
from a sleep so serene
to realize that I, once again
am a girl of fifteen
I stare at the mirror
my hair amess
fourteen and fifteen are different
I guess