2. A Definitive (Poetry)

-Fifteen-

Teen Angst Hard To Replace:

Bad habits leaking in 

Almost as difficult as distinguishing 

What parts of me are habit and what I want to keep 

Side down on a dirty mattress waiting for the little voice to speak

The one that tells me who I'm supposed to be 

Because I'm too high right now to figure out this conversation

Between me, me and oh, me.

Something annoying spoke over the top

And I remember telling it to shut the fuck up

I had my phone in my hand and it said call him

But I didn't want to actually speak to the dim

Clapped out boy no more sober than I

Because we only go in circles and I'm so tired.

Teen Angst may be hard to replace

And old bad habits grow into something new

Because I told that voice to shut the fuck up

And that I wouldn't be calling you.

Because in brief seconds of feeling sober

I knew that your heart wasn't where home was.

So I giggled at the roof and I watched curtains change 

I laughed at the floor while I wondered if you break.

I don't want to be with you, I can promise you that

But I love you old friend and I don't want to have to fake

That I'm not worried with you telling me you're stoned every day 

I don't want to be with you old friend, but I need to know you're okay.

That's all I ever wanted for you

And you can't even give me that peace of mind.

So I'll sit here and space out as you promise you're fine

And I think about this guy with long hair

I've said three words to 

I've changed old friend 

And I want that for you. 

Teen Angst Is Hard To Replace

But I need you to promise me that you'll be okay

If you still can't let go of yours.

~J.K.M.