An Inevitable Phase Stage and Age

I am 14
I am at the age where stress becomes a friend,
sleep is a taste of heaven
and fun things are but a far away goal.
I am at the age where school dominates my life
and passing isn't enough to survive.
Of course I could just cruise on by school,
not caring about the work, but I
don't because I choose not to.
I chose to live life buried under
papers because I know it will get me
somewhere.
And all that fun, that thing we
all long for,
my day will come where fun
will be my slave.

I am 14
I am at the age where growing up hits you.
Where you long for childish desires but,
acknowledge the contreversy in that.
Because when you were little
no doll, bike, or treat
would suffice the want, no the need
for growing up.
I am at the age where
responsibility hovers over me.
It becomes a pesky fly attracted to me.
It affects everything I do and how
I must do it.
Like a burden I carry it everywhere,
but that isn't enough for mom
No!
Responsibility is handcuffed to me
and down the journey we continue.

I am 14
I am at the age where the future is
NEAR!
Its running towards me
and there is no escape.
So I surrender and give in.
Now future is my friend along with stress.
Together future and I plan.
We plan dreams that soar pass the skies.
But future can be cold and ruthless.
Sometimes her bipolar ways appear and she just flips
Then she abandons us too tumble around lost
in the never ending cycle of life.

I am 14
I am at the age where
angryness and attitude occurs.
I am at the age where
I dont care about anything
yet worry about everything.
Im at the age where all I
want to do is sleep.
Im at the age where school
is the Bully!
I am at the age where
I search for my identity.
I am at the age where
I HAVE to plan the future.
I am at the age where
work is equivalent to murder.
I am at the age where
I dont want to be my age.
I am at the age where
I simply dont know,
but think I do.
I am at the age where
I have way too many things going on.
I am at the age where
sometimes a neverending sleep
is something hoped for.
Why?
Why do I feel like this?
I don't know,
but, if I had to guess,
I think I could blame it on
the fact that
I AM 14!

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