Odd Age Stage

Fourteen is an odd age,

Even though the value is even,

Sounds like an odd stage.

The body changes

In many ranges.

A single glance,

Is an awkward stance.

Your opinions matter they say,

What about in politics, 

No one knows what to say.

Ninth is an odd year,

Once out of high school,

Over is your childhood,

Sounds like an odd stage.

Next is tenth and,

On those curves you go.

The feel of fitting in,

Sounds like an odd stage.

A style now,

Will later unappeal,

Sounds like an odd stage.

The thought of always being right,

Sounds like a bright foul,

Go against mommy,

Now that sounds like

An odd stage.