Teenagers' Lament

What awaits me, what assails? What on Earth could I be? What will I do and how will I grow? Will I grow? And how? Will I travel near or far? Will I wish upon a star? Will I meet a gentle prince? Or maybe not a gentle one, but one that would fight, Fight for me, and my family and my friends, and my children. Children? Will I pass this test? Will I make an A? Who did what or is it whom? Will I get out the house soon? Will I go to the moon? I don’t want to go to the moon. But maybe to the bathroom. That’s safer. Can you wish upon the sun? Isn’t it a star? Isn’t it far? Who will win this competition? Does it change when you’re older? Do you love me? Do I love you? Will I? Finally, I am twenty. But now I feel empty.