I used to want to be a teen
Free enough, but not held accountable
Now I’m in high school
Trapped in my body and home
Wishing to go back to the innocence I once had
Not being forced to straddle the line
Of responsible but not stepping on my parents’ toes
Dreaming of the day I’ll be an adult
But when I’m older
I’ll pray to go back to being a teen
Or maybe a kid I’m not sure
But I know I’ll aspire for a different time
Because the greenest grass is never mine