Oh, To Be A Teen Again

Oh, to be a teen again: to crush on, to make out with, to stay up all night and gossip, to try things for the first time, to slam doors, to compare myself to others, to smoke, to fuck around, to look forward to adulting, to think the world is something that it is not, to know everything.
They say youth is wasted on the young.
'They' are right. 
From the peek of my current age, my adulting years, my not-at-all teen years... my teens feel so far away. I suddenly notice how evolved I have become since then. How introspective I have become. And yet also how much more fearful. The chutzpah I had as a teen, the careless recklessness - those are long gone, and replaced by fear, guilt, shame. Being an adult is a DRAG. NOBODY actually likes it! Oh, to be a teen again and for once - own the world again. If only.. in a dream...