A few moments of absolute nostalgia

All emotions gushing in

With the ravages of time

I have doubled in size

My school uniform will never fit me

I took a seat in the waiting room

A group of girls chattering away

I flip the form to write details

I am well past my prime

It took to several years

And my daughter's insistence

To knock at the principal's door

It is no mean feat to blabber constantly

Or turn on my teenage angst

I feel like a rebel already

I miss my little steps on the ground

As I decide on making my mark forever