being a teen

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I am not what “it” looks like. I wonder what it takes to please society.
It's a messed up world that teens are living in Girls are competing to become the prettiest They're using the most recent fads to become the thinnest The boys are taking steroids to become the strongest
Self loathing for feeling like a king Inside a dream only meant for a kid Not only does your sharp tongue sting
No one really talks about it It's a taboo thing Unable to accept it I try not to think I pray that I was stronger That I didn't give in all I think about is why me, why him
I guess you never really knew me and I guess this is goodbye. im sorry we werent ment to be, all we ever was a teenage runaway story. we met in the best and worst circumstances, its almost been a year,
So much stress it's making me go out of my mind. I don't know which way to turn. Should I go left? Should I go right? This maze is makin me go insane. You got family? You got friends?
I didn't love you normally, I love you, Like I am an artist that for you Can only draw a smiley face in fogged up glass I love you like cheesy romance movies and rainy days. 
We have superpowers, like waking up daily, sometimes getting dressed, managing schoolwork despite so much stress. We are the best at being alone, and wearing long clothes,
In the darkness I heard a voice, It wasn't screaming for help, it was asking for someone to join them. I never understood why this was. It wasn't until after her that i realized no one wants to be alone in the darkness
Teen A word that holds so much for those who know so little It's finally time to be who you always dreamed of take a breath count to thirteen and  leap into the Teen years
Under the shower I think about these thoughts. How Everybody  is trying to be different. ...Which makes no one a part. Everybody out to get their own. Some people left in the dark.
Life is tough, so full of problems; look everywhere Pregnant teen girls aborting, drunk drivers crashing Oppressed children, drug addicts, couples breaking Prejudiced against Muslim girls with covered hair
What awaits me, what assails? What on Earth could I be? What will I do and how will I grow? Will I grow? And how? Will I travel near or far? Will I wish upon a star? Will I meet a gentle prince?
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