Book Of Poems

Growing Pains

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Thoughts

People always ask

What are you thinking about?

What do you think of this?

What do you think of that?

I always answer with the same phrases

Oh nothing

It's okay

I'm indifferent

I don't really care

Honesty is not my forte

When it comes to my thoughts

After years and years

There is still no way to read my thoughts

To understand them fully

One minute I believe I'm the best

The next I believe I'm the worst

One minute I believe I deserve something

The next I believe I don't

Recently though

It has come to more of the next minutes

These thoughts have been eating me on the inside

I have started to change

These thoughts have been causing me to have sleepless nights

To eat less of this and that

To talk less about this and that

It's making my life difficult

Socially, I have less friends

Mentally, I don't consider myself a friend

Physically, my beauty is not my friend

It's making everything...

Painful

I never knew how to refer to my thoughts before

Since they used to be in equilibrium

The Negative and The Positive

Recently though

They have just been my Growing Pains

Because of these Growing Pains

My responses have changed meanings

Nothing means I'm considering what I will use

To hurt myself when the day is over

Okay means I have seen better

But I believe that is too late to fix it

Indifferent means I'm mad at you

For not being close enough to me to know what I want

I don't really care means whatever you're doing

It won't affect my life any longer

Because I plan on giving into these Growing Pains

Giving in

To only end them by the time the sun comes up again