A poem a day - Day 10

I turn 40 this year so I may compose a few poems thinking back to when I was younger. Like this one. 

I was just 17

Obsessed with tight shirts and collar bones

Boy's with bobbed hair

Twin Peaks and all things Indie

The future was 

Next weeks indie night at Ritzy

My exam results

The distant gleam of university

I didn't know

How lucky I was

What I wanted from life

Or what it had in store for me

If I could go back

Give some advice to that teenage me, 

it would be:

"Don't be scared;

it will all work out well in the end!"