Growing Pains

I once was young

So clean and pure

Innocent thoughts flew through my head

Like the airplanes far above

But one thing scared me and kept me down

I saw how my friends changed

Some left while others stayed

Most forgot the times we played

I never thought I could lose so many

But then I found that there were more all around

I started to talk

to joke and laugh

and before I knew it

I had friends abound

I still think back to all my friends

And hope that they can come around.

This poem is about: 
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 


Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741