I didn't write this poem about myself and in ways, I regret writing it because it wasn't based on anything real or tangible. But I'm keeping it up here because I know a lot of you can relate to the message. Enjoy :)
She's fifteen
was fourteen
her birthday went
good days were spent
you knew her name
I'm sure you did
but you don't know
the pain she hid
the pretty scars
that marked her wrist
that single tear
that you had missed
a criss-cross crawling
up her arm
it's just a habit
not self harm
and then you see
her skinny figure
but in her eyes
she thinks she's bigger
and now she's hurt
you made her blind
she thinks she's fat
it scarred her mind
I know it's hard
to hide your tears
but she will smile
around her peers
to show she's fine
she can be strong
but by herself
it all goes wrong
cause' in her mind
she has no grace,
the perfect body
the pretty face
her hearts been torn
her feelings played
if no one sees
she'll slowly fade
her heads so filled
with teenage emotions
she can't rely on
magic potions
fairy tales
just don't exist
she has no hope
she's not been kissed
her life just makes
an endless list
and you wonder why
I'm telling you this
and maybe it's cause'
I crave your attention
But maybe it's just
the truth I mention
cause' she's fifteen
she'll be sixteen
and just tonight
she wants things right
a shining light
will give her might
and tell her not
to hide in shame
The teenage girl
is not her name
cause' it just shows
we're all the same
we share one name
we don't need fame
to point that out
and yes we cry
and yes we doubt
but we're sky high
we'll make it through
the teenage years
that's what we'll do
to crush our fears
but just for now
to let you know
she's holding tight
she won't let go
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