WHEN I’M 15

May 21

by Elayna Brownlow

My first step, I couldn’t wait to run

My first time in the front seat, Hair undone

Closing my eyes as I gripped the wheel, my parents gone, Nails done, my favorite song on

I watch the TV, binge eating through the night

Crying---not knowing my left from my right

Concrete floors as I had fell, scraped my knee

Older me wouldn’t fall, she’d know how to see

The first day of high school,

I’d fit in---finally be cool

No longer confused on who to be

The girl in my dreams, envisioning me

Cause “finding me” would be at 15

Dressing neat, thoughts smooth, looking lean

Somebody I’d always thought i’d be

The perfect girl---thin and seen

Now I’m 15, and I still binge eat

Where’d my time go? Why aren’t I me?

VIGIL