When I Grow Up

I'll admit my faults.

Excuse myself when belching.

Not cry during Fast and Furious 7.

Stop snacking.

Regret my grades.

Laugh at my old pain.

Cry at my new ones.

Continue to believe in revenge.

Not dress like a member of Grateful Dead.

Relate to my family. Maybe.

Get booze legally. Finally.

Continue smoking marijuana.

Ignore most men.

Accept a man as my own.

End that relationship. He finds me too childish.

Take a yoga class. Quit a week later.

Revolt at the death of a family member.

Quit dressing to impress.

Move to the suburbs to make a family.

Leave the suburbs, disturbed.

Become pregnant.

Marry the father. I think its love. We don't know.

Notice forehead wrinkles. Consider botox.

Raise the child. He actually likes me as a teen.

Drunkenly egg a church. Go to jail for two nights.

School committee gives me the "tsk tsk".

Actually fall in love with my husband.

Son graduates.

Break my arm. Adults don't skateboard.

Reviews

[Neville]

You caught something a little special here my friend. To be more precise, you have given the world a glimpse of what many of us here have already experienced and therefore loads of mostly good memories, or for those about to embark on the growing up journey, a little taste of what the future might hold in store... I enjoyed this a lot, cheers.... N

[Ranger Nadaly]

Thank you I'm glad you were able to relate

[Kiana]

Really interesting! Love your ending line, I was smiling when I read it.
You did a really awesome job with this, tfs :) x.

[Emily Ring]

This is a good read. Awesome story with some fantastic lines.

[H.S. King]

Adults don't skateboard is definitely one of my the best poem endings I've seen. Wow.

[mattavelli]

This was a fun read. Looks like you're a planner.