Hallelujah

Well,
I have to get my teeths
out tomorrow,
and I shall lose all
my wisdom.
I hate pain,
I hate pills,
and IVs are no fun.

And I have to go to Worthington
for the whole thing anyway.

I'm not looking forward to 
this, or its aftermath.

Also,
I've been stewing
over my age and how
people perceive me.

I want to walk with a 
sway in my hips
like a woman does.

I want people to go,
oh! You're an adult
and can make good choices
and have a brain!

I want people to see me 
as an equal, a human.

It's so frustrating to feel
so ageless while being
stuck with a number.

I want to be an adult.
I want to be able to 
live my life.

How can I prove
myself as a real person?