So, I'm a teenager.
It's undoubtedly a fact, yet life is still trying to prove that to me.

I fell for the wrong person, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.

I make my mom sad, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.

I dream, all the time.
I fail, all the time.
I then wish that I won't fail, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.

I make stupid choices, all the time.
I take crazy paths, all the time.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.

Every time, when I think I acted like an adult, I did not.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.

The boys that liked me, I pushed them away.
Indeed, I'm teenager.

I'm seventeen, but I feel more like a severe-teen.
Indeed, I'm a teenager.