At sixteen - we yearn to grow up so fast, so much

At sixteen - we yearn to grow up so fast, so much

I tried to remember when I was sixteen
The ceiling fan in the classroom twirled slowly, it didn't bring much respite to the stifling hot afternoon air
It was an airless Chemistry class,
Where the teacher drawled on and on about potions and never ending formulas
Where's the chemistry that we've all supposed to feel?
Where's the stars and blinding lights and fast beating hearts and breaths that are hard to catch?
Where's the adrenaline that's supposed to pump up this boring ,boring afternoon?
Adolescence-the brink between child and grown up adult
Fumbling through a maze of lolling emotions,hormonal changes ,societal pressure ,and inner discrepancies
How conflicting it must be!
I thought sixteen would be sweet
Oh,how so I thought !
It was never easy
So much angst, nowhere to ventilate
I've never enjoyed socialising freely
I can't give out mega-watt smiles to acquaintances and strangers
My palms turn sweaty, my cheeks flushes
Looking for the nearest exit
I sit huddled close to familiar people
Listened and being soothed by familiar voices, telling familiar stories,and I felt at ease
Chemistry lesson drawled on
KMNO4+H2O2+whatnotidontknowanymore
At sixteen - we yearn to grow up so fast, so much

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Jamaline C.
True believer of the art of loving yourself. Jamaline sees people in all walks of life coping with difficulties as her profession.

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