At My Age, An Original Poem By Eva F. Lammlin
An Original Poem By Eva F. Lammlin
At My Age
I should be getting invited to friends houses
I should be going to slumber parties
I should be getting grounded for doing stupid shit
But
I’m having panic attacks over school work
I’m making sure my friends aren’t dying from their anorexia
I’m sneaking out at 12 AM because my best friend thought of cutting again
I’m on the phone with my girlfriend at 4 AM because that’s when everyone is asleep
And I don’t want to get kicked out of my house for being gay
At My Age
I should be worrying about what my crush thinks of me
I should be sending Risque texts
I should be going on my first date then telling my mother how it was when I get home
But
My first date was at 9 PM when nobody was home I snuck out
To see my girlfriend at a park
I’m more worried about how much I disappoint my family
I overthink every word in every text I send to my dad
And have anxiety every time I ask him for something
Because I feel like a waste of money
At My Age
I should be worried if my makeup looks slutty
I should know what all the new drama is at school,
And if that girl Kathy really hooked up with Brian
But
I plan my conversations so I don’t say anything stupid
I hide in the back of the room
So nobody notices me
I try and keep up this… Facade of being inspirational, because if I don’t I’m worried i’m someone's last hope, and If I tell them the truth they’ll give up
At My Age
I should be crying over my first breakup
And eating ice cream with my best friends
As they tell me what an ass-hat Derek was
But
I’m crying over my best friend commiting suicide
Lying to my parents about that scrape on my leg
Saying I fell off my bike
When in reality it’s from the roof as I snuck out last night to hug my best friend because she had a panic attack after getting a bad grade on a math quiz
At My Age
These thing are the norm
But because we want to live up to expectations
We shut our mouths
Put on a mask
And pretend everything’s okay
All we want to do
Is scream
And Disappear
But we have people who rely on us
Because the ones who dropped their masks
They’re heros
And we protect them at all costs
At My Age
Everything you see is a lie