New life, new world.
This age of 17,
Early graduate.
One foot in the adult world,
One chained in the realm of children.
It feels all responsibility and no play.
Does it get easier?
Everything feels of a contradiction...
Told to be an adult and treated like a child.
Reminded every day,
18 is still five months away.
What happens then?
Is it an automatic transition?
Another new world,
For a girl who is not an adult,
But not quite a kid anymore.
