I'm just here watching everyone leave me when I need them the most. I can't think straight anymore. My head is always clouded with nostalgia like the mountains are clouded and foggy. Sometimes I feel like I'm a mountain; I protect everyone but then they just cut me every single time. Just a huge swelling on the earth. Somewhat peaceful but also dangerous and scary. Deep as the ocean but also as cold as the icebergs. Stuck with him in my head, unable to move on like a tree. Strong on the outside like a snowman but I melt easily on the inside. Stuck with their memories but so ready to cut them off. Eyes craving to see her enjoy life but heart soaring at the sight of her enjoying with her new friends. Love-lorn with a man I'll never have, can't get him off my thoughts but I got off his mind faster than a fright-train. Not one good day but always a good moment. With my favorite people; not the ones who are fading away from me but the ones that stand still with me like a wall, always there for me to lean on even during my worst. Each passing moment, a mix of emotions. Don't know who I am, don't know who to trust, unsure of why I was made, doubting reality by the second. Waiting for someone to help me.
YOU ARE READING
The mind of a teen
Non-FictionWhat goes on in the mind of a teen. Fueled by personal experiences.