I know it's been so long,
But I've been here all along.
Doing nothing but musing,
"When will I ever start writing?"
But today I finally did,
Believe me, its stupid;
To reminisce of the past,
Of things that may not even last.
A month ago I turned seventeen,
How diff'rent is that from sixteen?
So here I am telling you, coming clean,
That I'm still seeing the same scene.
But the great thing was,
After a year had passed,
My posts, from childish lists,
Turned to poems I can't resist -
and which, you definitely shouldn't miss!