Maya Barnes

February 11, 2002 - New Jersey

sixteen

sweet, sixteen is so
sweet as candy, unforgiving as the sour aftertaste
the parties and the gifts
that feeling of paradise
that comes with the simple number
more mature than the year before
yet lacking the responsibility of the adultness you crave
i’ve reached this ripe age
although i feel as though my time as come and gone
my friends
all the same age
or older
have gone through experiences
i can only dream of
simple seeming as a kiss
or honest as holding a hand
just one burst of passion
one after one after one
i have yet to experience
i used to see no one in my reflection
like i was at a loss of something i never had
it left me empty
every day and every night
missing someone i'd never even met
-mb
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