They say that I'm an abomination.
I'm destined for hell's gates.
Oh, darlin' I own the place, don't bother sending me back home.
They say that God is disappointed and that he loves me, they say that they accept you but the don't accept who YOU are.
Boys+Girls , girls + Girls , Boys + Boys, etc... I mean , who cares!?
They talk about acceptance yet they judge you the minute you make a mistake.
Couldn't kiss my girl or hug her, without having the fear of being seen.
Could kiss my man or hug him, without having the fear of hearing them say I was probably already having sex.
Oh please! Virginity, Virginity! , Where did you go? Oh wait she's still here, now Shut the f*ck up.
Couldn't break free unless I took a plane.
Seeing other guys, or seeing other girls, it didn't matter, I was far away from home anyways.
Living life free and wild.
Her hair long and wavy, her smile brightens up my day, well not anymore.
Let her go so that she could be free.
His hair was always messy, his smile on point, his eyes were like knifes to my soul.
But not anymore.
Let him go so my parents could be happy.
Fire across my cheeks when I saw her, and Everlasting winter, when I broke her heart.
He was forced to leave me, and in the process I kept coming back.
Now he's happy, well that's what he says , a teenage father.
Carved your name in my heart, and it still pains me.
Better things will come, now she's happy with someone else, now he's gone and I'm here, I ended up all alone.
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The Poetry Of a Young Teenager
Short StoryEvery "Chapter" is filled with a poem. Every poem means a lot to the author. Every poem is a piece of personal experiences and hopefully you can relate to them.
