It's been awhile but I feel normal.
I feel like a girl with a future. I see myself ready for life. I'm not afraid.
There's been a door. Something that has been blocking me from reaching my goal. All I can think of it is.
All I can think of is my nightmares or the fact someone lied to me. The fact I'm the disaster.
But now I'm feeling good. I'm feeling like someone should.
I know I deserve someone good.
I know my friends are there for me. That I am not alone in this world.
That humans care and are filled with something other than hate.
Something other than what people have given me. Something I've started to get.
I'm confused, is this how normal is? Being treated like a human.
Not like I'm something different, something dangerous?
I like this feeling. I like knowing that I mean something to someone.
Isn't it crazy that I wanted this to be something else. That this isn't what I thought love was like.
I want this. I thought pain was love, that betrayal was friendship.
That hatred was happiness, I was wrong.
I was... wrong.
Now I am trying to figure out what it is.
Is it the boy next door, the boy on the bus, the 3am talker or the Best friend
From this though, I have friends there for me.
And they matter and care about me.
I love them.
I love being for once a human in someone's eyes.
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The Teenage Years: Read If You Dare
PoesiaTeenagers live though a lot, this is the time that they start learning more and more and have to begin the points in their life that can either set them up for success or for failure. Their minds are full of random parts, some have been broken and m...
