Teen Ink

   I watch your every move,

the way you put on your lipstick

to the way you wash the dishes.

My life long wish,

to be like you.



Through the corner of my eye

I see you watching me.

You see me as yourself;

young

innocent

free willing.

Wondering,

will she know how to choose right from wrong?

can I stop her before she repeats my


childish mistakes?



I've already learned so much

from the building blocks

to the uncomfortable talks

How much more could you possibly know

because I can't think of another word to make

this poem flow.