Average Reality Of An Ordinary Teenager (1) Who Am I ? When I think about teenage I feel like going down the memory lane I never crossed before. In my twenties, I only look around to ridicule those teenage years that actually shaped what I've become today as an adult, and average functioning human being. Or I get a completely different idea, that maybe I've left my adolescence, but adolescence never left me. I still feel like a thirteen something damsel in distress struggling with life questions, which sounds tragic and ironic at the same time, because I used to think teenagers are a bunch of smart people acting foolishly or vice versa. Who am I? Is the first question that I still ask myself and get multiple answers. None of them satisfactory though. Does "Growing up" matters this much? ~growing up or growing old~ P.s. this is a prompt I never intended writing on, but I'll be writing more on this in near future. Coz I keep my words. Let's see. #teenage #reality #promise #prompt #averagerealityofordinaryteenager