Today I turn thirteen,
How come it feels like every other day?
Why don't I feel different?
I still feel awkward,
And when it comes to boys,
I still don't know what to say.
I thought I would feel a certain way,
Or that something would have changed,
But I'm still a plain jane,
I still feel last years pain,
And my life is still insane.
So what does it mean,
When you don't feel anything,
When you turn thirteen?

BY Kate

 
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