Sixteen

Today I turned sixteen and wonder why
This year is mean to be so important.
I’m going onto college, sure. But my
Classes aren’t going to be much different.

Computing, Maths, Chem’ and Biology,
All things I’ve studied to lower levels.
My handwriting’s still quite a bit dodgy
And the gaps in my coursework still several.

If I wanted to I could get a bike.
But licensing and stuff; too annoying
Just for me to come and go as I like.
I don’t really need, yet, to be driving.

This year and the last still seem quite the same,
But now to celebrate I’ll have champagne!