When you're young, you're supposed to have fun,
Not hide away from everyone.
You're supposed to be smiling,
Not compiling.
Age 9, the worst thing then was not getting invited to a celebration.
But for me, it was seeing him again in the same situation.
Age 10, you're supposed to have friends.
But for me, I was too focused on how my life ends.
Age 11, middle school begun.
But for me, I wanted to be done.
Age 12, everyone like the butt.
But for me, I liked to cut.
Age 13, teenage years start.
But for me, I wanted a bullet to my heart.
Age 14, high schools here, so everything's more lame.
But for me, it stay the same.
Age 15, I'm still moving along.
And these battles have been long.
7 years of my life I've missed.
Could be 8, if I still exist.
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Teenage Years, Got Me In Tears
PoetryDear Readers, This is a realistic poetry book that I wrote from experience. Most of these poems I wrote when I was going through a hard time in my past because poetry was my escape. It was my way of surviving those rough nights as a teenager. I hope...
