Adolescence

By Maria Sufia

I sat and watched as the evening sun

Mixed with the dark in a miraculous way.

Thinking about what I've become

The changes in me since birth to date.

When I was younger, I wore it all

From skirts to shorts to sleeveless tops

Didn't care how perfectly my hair falls

How flawless was my skin or how long was my frock.

But in my teens things changed off the hook

From my attire to my behavior, all was scotched

I suddenly was concious of how I looked

And felt that I was always being watched.

How I spend hours infront of the mirror

A small pimple wasting all my money

Sometimes adolescence feels like a killer

This age filled with joy, tears and agony.

I sit here as the wind plays with my hair

And as I remember those halcyon days

Giving an absent minded smile to the sun that glared

Setting the whole scenery ablaze.

Sometimes life feels like a dyke of dystopia

Where everything is messed up and frustrating.

In adolescence, the age of ego and phobias

How life changes at every point, its amazing!

By Maria Sufia