i'm on 15, going on 16

16 years old. Do you remember how it was? Those years of rebellion, rebelling against anything, against everything.

Tell me you recall being steadfast and convinced of your ideals, of yourself, only to eventually allow the very ground you stood so firm upon to get pulled from right under your superficially firm feet.

I remember it all. 9 years later, I stand upon the same shaky ground. Sure of nothing, but sure that I don't want it all.

This kid here, zoo kid. If I was 16, I would want to be him.

But we always want to be someone else, be it in retrospect, present or in the future.