It scares me to think
That someday I will leave home.
I won’t dump my backpack on the bench as I come back from school
I won’t hear the bang my bag makes as it slumps onto the ground
Exhausted and glad to be back
Just like me
I won’t sit beside my sister as we do our homework
In quiet companionship
I won’t eat at the family dining table
The scratch still imprinted on it from when I was three
A reminder that
I am still a kid
I still like the same things I did
But life is different now.
And it scares me to think
That the world has changed
That I have changed
That someday soon
I’ll pack up my bags
Goodbye, dear home
for all the marks and bruises I have caused you
to be leaving you
The idea scares me.
I’m not ready
I’m not prepared
Caie Kelley wrote this poem when she was 16 years old and living in the San Francisco Bay Area. She enjoys public speaking, swimming, running, and music.
Artwork by Eleanor Bennett created when she was 15 years old. She is from Manchester, UK.