So I'm 15 now.
Halfway to middle aged.
A fourth of the way to death.

9 years ago I was 6.
I was starting school.
I made my first best friend.

6 years ago I was 9.
My dad told me he wasn't coming back.
I met my forever crush.

3 years ago I was 12.
Hung out with my friends every weekend.
Didn't care what anyone thought about my looks.

2 years ago I was 13.
Really got into guys and what they thought.
Lost weight and started wearing makeup.

1 year ago I was 14.
I started high school and became depressed.
I finally started seeing myself without crying.

I'm 15 this year.
My life will get better.
I'm gonna make the most out of my life.