Popcorn

Dear World, 

I am teenager. I am on the cusp of life, a time when my entire life is ahead of me yet I am beginning to feel as if some parts of it are behind me. 

I should have told you, 

“I like you”. 

Just a little earlier. 

I planned every word, 

In my head and outloud. 

I wrote down your name in my books margins, 

We are a group of people mostly under the age of 18 that according to the government might as well not exist.

We are underestimated by grown-ups

Because we have not been through all of school.

I just need a paper and some pencils. 
Maybe some pillows. 
And a cozy light.