My Younger Self

Do you remember me?
I'm you!
I used to play in my room,
Dreaming of the day
When I would be your age,
When I would drive,
Wear makeup,
Go to work,
Vote.

I wondered what it would be like
To be grown up,
But vowed I would never forget
What it was like
To be a kid.
When I would watch cartoons,
Draw with sidewalk chalk,
Turn my bunk beds into a fort,
Play.

I would muse about meeting
My older self,
And now here I stand.
Remembering who I was,
Evaluating who I am,
Wondering who I will become.