Today, I am sixteen.
My fingers are numb, green imprints from a tennis court stain shorts, awkward conversation meant to relay information but nothing's discovered. Whistle blows and you run past, soon I'm stunned by the words I hear. Now there's confirmation as to how your lips feel to girls'. Now you have two opinions and maybe she and I can compare. Dare I ask why
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i'm sorry you're not so happy right now. things will get better, no matter what--time helps these things.
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i'm fine.
time is cool like that.
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