Adolescence abuzz—

Heart pumping adrenaline until she is pure nerve.

Not so steady on her feet,

But she has a way with words.

She’s hooked on cliches.

Hopeless romantic,

Manic pixie dream girl wannabe.

Honey drinks her blood

And dares to say she is too sweet.

There’s plenty fish in the sea.

She says she evolved legs so she’d chase her dreams.

You were looking for someone with gills,

Who could speak a mermaid’s tongue

And sing you a siren’s song.

Oh, but she’s tone deaf.

And you are too critical.