Never Fifteen

I am a child among adults and an adult among children

I am a child among adults

At least, it feels that way

I see the other high schoolers

But I don’t see myself

Not as one of them

They seem older

More mature

Like they know what they’re doing

I look in the mirror

Expecting to see a child’s face

To match a girl who still believes in magic

I see a young woman

I do not recognize her

It is easier, I think,

To be with children instead of my peers.

I am an adult among children

I so prefer the company,

The conversation, of adults

I know how to talk to them

In a way I could never talk to teens

It’s just easier

I couldn’t tell you why

Perhaps,

Its just that they’re more interesting

Or more attractive

Or more mature

I don’t know

But I know I am one of them

Inside, I am twenty

Or sometimes ten

Or both, at the same time,

All of these ages,

but never fifteen

**This is a bit old--I am sixteen now, but my sentiments are still the same